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Morning and Evening

December 10, Morning

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"So shall we ever be with the Lord." — 1 Thessalonians 4:17 · KJV

Even the sweetest visits from Christ — how short they are, how fleeting! One moment our eyes see Him, and we rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory; but again, a little while, and we do not see Him, for our Beloved withdraws Himself from us. Like a roe or a young hart, He leaps over the mountains of division; He is gone to the land of spices, and feeds no more among the lilies. Today He may deign to bless us with a sense of pardoned sin; tomorrow He may distress us, and make us feel the plague within. Oh, how sweet the prospect of the time when we shall not behold Him at a distance, but see Him face to face — when He shall not be as a wayfaring man tarrying but for a night, but shall eternally enfold us in the bosom of His glory! We shall not see Him for a little season only; for millions of years our wondering eyes shall rove over our Savior's beauties, and through myriad ages we shall adore the wonders of His love. In heaven there shall be no interruptions from care or sin; no weeping shall dim our eyes; no earthly business shall distract our happy thoughts; nothing shall hinder us from gazing for ever on the Sun of Righteousness with unwearied eyes. Oh, if it is so sweet to see Him now and then, how sweet to gaze on that blessed face for ever, and never have a cloud roll between, and never have to turn our eyes away to look on a world of weariness and woe! Blessed day, when will you dawn? Rise, O unsetting sun! The joys of sense may leave us as soon as they will, for this shall make glorious amends. If to die is but to enter into uninterrupted communion with Jesus, then death is indeed gain, and the black drop is swallowed up in a sea of victory.