A scoffer, an infidel, was hurrying along to catch a street car when his attention was arrested by a little boy who was sitting on a door step singing,
“There’ll be no sorrow there
There’ll be no sorrow there.”
“Where?” inquired the skeptic, who was impressed by the words. “Where is it that there will be no sorrow?” The little boy answered in the lines of the little hymn:
“In heaven above
Where all is love,
There’ll be no sorrow there.”
The man climbed on the car, but the simple words of that chorus had found a lodging in his mind. He could not drive them from his thoughts; they were fixed. He had known much sorrow in his life, and a world where there is no sorrow! — this was the great idea that filled his mind.
He dwelt upon it and went over and over in his thoughts till a longing to know about that place took possession of him. This was used by the Spirit of God to lead him to the Saviour who died for the lost, the guilty, the ruined, whose precious blood cleanses from every stain of sin, and fits them for that world where sin and suffering are unknown.
Will you be there, dear friend? Not unless you come to that Saviour whom the infidel found ready and willing to receive him. Would you like to have such a prospect before you when you leave this world of sin, sorrow, suffering and death? Well, it may be yours as you read this. In one moment you may pass from death to life, from Satan’s power, which has held you captive, to belong to the Lord Jesus who died to redeem you, and wants to bless you.
ML-09/04/1977