p. 154 | Untitled article by L. E. MILLNE

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Third-day, February 18, 1868

FromReview and Herald, Vol. XXXI, No. 10

A HOME IN HEAVEN.

By L. E. MILLNE

How cheering to the weary saint as he journeys through the dark vale of tears, that this is not his abiding home. We look forward with loving eyes to that heavenly home, that city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is the Lord. There are many mansions prepared for those who love Christ's appearing. We shall not always live in this world of sorrow and affliction. No, weary soul, Jesus, our beloved, is soon coming, to take us home to the blest inheritance of the saints! Oh those living fountains, those walls of jasper, those gates of pearl, those streets of transparent gold, how glorious to contemplate!

But the most blessed of all is, the beautiful city is just before us. A few more conflicts, a few more trials, our warfare is accomplished, our sorrows ended. Who will be permitted to enter that beautiful city? Only those who have clean hands and a pure heart, and have not lifted their eyes unto vanity.

Oh! should not the attractions of that heavenly home cause us to be diligent in our Master's service and make our calling and election sure. Oh! the blessed assurance of faith is ours to enjoy. Then, though we meet with scorn and reproach, and all manner of evil is spoken against us falsely, because we love the law of the Lord, which is better to us than thousands of gold and silver, we may rejoice with exceeding joy, for great is our reward in Heaven.

Can we not endure hardness as good soldiers? We have not yet resisted unto blood. Let us remember the sufferings of Christ who endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, and had not where to lay his head. He bore our sins and carried our griefs. If we sin, we have an advocate with the Father. Yes, Christ our blessed advocate ever lives to make intercession for us, and our kind heavenly Father can never turn away the face of his Anointed. Every petition we ask in Christ's name, shall be granted unto us, and no good thing will be withheld from those that walk uprightly.

How sweet to contemplate the joy that awaits the faithful. In our heavenly home all sighing will be past, all trials forgotten, and an eternity of bliss will be ours to enjoy. Reader, will you be there? Will you seek an inheritance among the blest, that will never pass away? Will you be prepared in that great, that solemn day, to look up with confidence and say, Lo! this is our God, we have waited for him and he will save us?

The bright day is dawning, the saints will all sing The praises of Jesus our heavenly king; For soon we shall leave this dark world of pain, And our sweet home in Heaven eternally gain. O come, my Redeemer, come quickly, I pray, Why tarriest thou? Why dost thou delay? I'm weary of waiting, I long to be free, And dwell in bright mansions forever with thee.

L. E. MILLNE.

Shabbona, Ill.