Longing for Heavenly Rest
By M. E. Johnson
DEAR BRETHREN AND SISTERS: How the weary pilgrim, as he wanders through this world, sighs for that heavenly rest. Here there are trials and troubles for the children of God; here we have crosses to bear; but our Heavenly Father will not put upon his children greater crosses than they are able to carry. They are for our good, if we will only bear them with patience... It will not be long, fellow-pilgrim, that we shall have to endure the trials of this world. Soon Jesus will come to redeem the finally faithful. We are placed here on probation. How careful, then, we ought to be, to spend every moment right. Soon the hour of probation will close, soon Jesus will come. Are we ready to meet him? Oh! let us search our own hearts in the light of divine truth, to see whether we are right, and if we have sins yet to overcome, let us make haste to accomplish the work, for the coming of the Just One draweth nigh. I long for the appearing of Jesus. I long for a home in that city of rest. There will be no trials, no troubles there. Oh! glorious hope! Oh! blessed thought! My heart leaps for joy at the thought of soon seeing Jesus, of soon being released from this world of sin, of being permitted to enter into that glorious rest that remaineth for the people of God. “Zion! how glorious to behold!
We shall be there ere long;
Oh! let the glad news now be told,
And let the anthem roll.
“Sing, sing, ye pilgrims on your way,
Let joy fill every breast;
Our King will all our toils repay,
When we have gained our rest.” M. E. JOHNSON.
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