HE was a watchmaker by trade, a steady, skilful, sober man, doing well in his business, and respected because of his moral, orderly behavior; but he was an infidel. He considered the Bible to be a book only fit for women and children. He was "too wise to be frightened with stories about hell." He was too upright a man, in his own estimation, to need a Savior. Thus his life passed away, till he reached the period of middle age, when suddenly he was smitten with a stroke of paralysis, which deprived him of power to walk or discern persons or things around him, and he was laid upon his bed, uttering one mournful cry—"I'm going, I'm going, I don't know where.”
For forty-eight hours incessantly, this one dreadful sentence proceeded from his lips—at first with frightful rapidity, so as to scare his friends away from his bedside, but gradually, as his strength declined, the same sad words were uttered in slower tones. Hour after hour, for two nights and days, nothing else was heard in his chamber, till at length the words—"I'm GOING—GOING—I DON'T KNOW W-H-E-R-E," were slowly and with difficulty ejaculated; and with them he breathed his last.
Reader, do you know where you are going? Are you on the way to destruction? Or are you in Christ, and therefore on the way to God? Would you not think it madness for anyone to get into a railway train without inquiring where the train was going? If, by mistake, a man found himself in a wrong train, would he not eagerly seek to get out at the first station and retrace his steps as soon as possible? Are you leaving the consideration as to where you are going till you lift up your eyes in hell, and find yourself in hopeless perdition.
I beseech you, stop, and ask yourself—"Where am I going?" If you can say, "To heaven, and to God"—the Lord be praised! If to ruin and damnation, at once turn to Christ. Believe on Him and you shall be saved, even now, immediately. Believe that God has visited upon Christ the judgment of sin which His holiness required. Christ hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust that He might bring us to God. Trust then in Him, believe now in Him and your sins shall be blotted out. His love shall melt your stubborn heart, and ere long you shall reach the blessed haven of rest—the mansions of glory which He has gone to prepare for all who believe in Him.