Eternity & Death

Christian Quotes About Eternity & Death…

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C. S. Lewis — Those who put themselves in His hands…

Those who put themselves in His hands will become perfect, as He is perfect- perfect in love, wisdom, joy, beauty, health, and immortality.  The change will not be completed in this life, for death is an important part of the treatment.  How far the change will have gone before death in any particular Christian is uncertain.
C. S. Lewis

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C. S. Lewis — This human life in God…

This human life in God is from our point of view a particular period in the history of our world (from His birth to His crucifixion).  We therefore imagine it is also a period in the history of God’s own existence.  But God has no history.  He is too completely and utterly real to have one.  For, of course, to have a history means losing part of your reality (because it has already slipped away into the past), and not yet having another part (because it is still in the future); in fact, having nothing but the tiny little present, which has gone before you can speak about it.  God forbid we should think God was like that!  Even we may hope not to be always rationed in that way.
C. S. Lewis

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Junior King’s Business — A little girl whose baby brother had just died…

A little girl whose baby brother had just died asked her mother where baby had gone.  “To be with Jesus,” replied the mother.  A few days later, talking to a friend, the mother said, “I am so grieved to have lost my baby.”  The little girl heard her, and, remembering what her mother had told her, looked up into her face and asked, “Mother, is a thing lost when you know where it is?”  “No, of course not.”  “Well, then, how can baby be lost when he has gone to be with Jesus?”  Her mother never forgot this.  It was the truth.
Junior King’s Business

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Joseph Stowell — Eternity is primary…

Eternity is primary.  Heaven must become our first and ultimate point of reference.  We are built for it, redeemed for it, and on our way to it.  Success demands that we see and respond to now in the light of then.  All that we have, are, and accumulate must be seen as resources by which we can influence and impact the world beyond.  Even our tragedies are viewed as events that can bring eternal gain.
Joseph Stowell

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Charles Spurgeon — It is remarkable that the Holy Spirit…

It is remarkable that the Holy Spirit has given us very few deathbed scenes in the book of God.  We have very few in the Old Testament, fewer still in the New.  And I take it that the reason may be, because the Holy Ghost would have us to take more account of how we live than how we die, for life is the main business.  He who learns to die daily while he lives will find it no difficulty to breathe out his soul for the last time into the hands of his faithful Creator.
Charles Spurgeon

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Richard Baxter — Is it a small thing in your eyes to be loved by God…

Is it a small thing in your eyes to be loved by God- to be the son, the spouse, the love, the delight of the King of glory?  Christian, believe this, and think about it: you will be eternally embraced in the arms of the love which was from everlasting, and will extend to everlasting- of the love which brought the Son of God’s love from heaven to earth, from earth to the cross, from the cross to the grave, from the grave to glory- that love which was weary, hungry, tempted, scorned, scourged, buffered, spat upon, crucified, pierced- which fasted, prayed, taught, healed, wept, sweated, bled, died.  That love will eternally embrace you.
Richard Baxter

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Advent Herald — The following is a quotation from the words of Dr. W. B. Hinson…

The following is a quotation from the words of Dr. W. B. Hinson, speaking from the pulpit a year after the commencement of the illness from which he ultimately died:  “I remember a year ago when a man in this city said, ‘You have got to go to your death.’  I walked out to where I live, five miles out of this city, and I looked across at that mountain that I love, and I looked at the river in which I rejoice, and I looked at the stately trees that are always God’s own poetry to my soul.  Then in the evening I looked up into the great sky where God was lighting his lamps, and I said ‘I may not see you many more times, but, Mountain, I shall be alive when you are gone; and, River, I shall be alive when you cease running toward the sea; and, Stars, I shall be alive when you have fallen from your sockets in the great down-pulling of the material universe!'”  This is the confidence of one who knew the Saviour.  Is it yours?
Advent Herald

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Seneca — As the mother’s womb holds us for ten month…

As the mother’s womb holds us for ten months, making us ready, not for the womb itself, but for life, just so, through our lives, we are making ourselves ready for another birth…Therefore look forward without fear to that appointed hour- the last hour of the body, but not of the soul…That day, which you fear as being the end of all things, is the birthday of your eternity.
Seneca

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S. D. Gordon — There was an old Christian woman…

There was an old Christian woman whose age began to tell on her memory.  She had once known much of the Bible by heart.  Eventually only one precious bit stayed with her.  “I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.”  By and by part of that slipped its hold, and she would quietly repeat, “That which I have committed unto him.”  At last, as she hovered on the borderline between this and the spirit world, her loved ones noticed her lips moving.  They bent down to see if she needed anything.  She was repeating over and over again to herself the one word of the text, “Him, Him, Him.”  She had lost the whole Bible, but one word.  But she had the whole Bible in that one word.
S. D. Gordon

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Grace. V. Watkins — In the dark immensity of night…

In the dark immensity of night
I stood upon a hill and watched the light
Of a star,
Soundless and beautiful and far.
A scientist standing there with me
Said, “It is not the star you see,
But a glow
That left the star light years ago.”
Men are like stars in a timeless sky:
The light of a good man’s life shines high,
Golden and splendid
Long after his brief earth years are ended.
Grace. V. Watkins

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Inscription, Milan Cathedral — Over the triple doorways of Milan Cathedral…

Over the triple doorways of Milan Cathedral are three inscriptions spanning the magnificent arches. Above one is carved a wreath of roses, with the words, “All that pleases is but for a moment.” Over the second is a cross, with the words, “All that troubles is but for a moment.” Underneath the great central entrance to the main aisle is inscribed: “That only is important which is eternal.”
Inscription, Milan Cathedral

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Jeremy Taylor — There are three important steps…

There are three important steps to take in preparation for a holy death.  And these three principles should be practiced throughout life.  (1) Expect that death will come knocking at your gates at any time; this will keep your priorities straight.  (2) Value your time for it is the most precious possession you have.  (3) Refrain from a soft and easy life; stress the holy life of self-discipline, labor, and alertness.  Engage each day in self-examination.
Jeremy Taylor

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Victor Hugo — Winter is on my head…

Winter is on my head but eternal spring is in my heart. The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the world to come.  For half a century I have been writing my thoughts in prose and verse; but I feel that I have not said one-thousandth part of what is in me. When I have gone down to the grave I shall have ended my life’s work; but another day will begin the next morning. Life closes in the twilight but opens with the dawn.
Victor Hugo

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Unknown — Are all the children in…

ARE ALL THE CHILDREN IN?

I think oftimes as the night draws nigh
Of an old house on the hill,
Of a yard all wide and blossom starred
Where the children played at will.
And when the night at last came down,
Hushing the merry din,
Mother would look around and ask,
“Are all the children in?”

Tis many and many a year since then,
And the old house on the hill
No longer echoes to childish feet,
And the yard is still, so still.
But I see it all, as the shadows creep
And though many the years have been
Since then, I can hear my mother ask
“Are all the children in?”

I wonder if when the shadows fall
On the last short earthly day,
When we say good-bye to world outside,
All tired with our childish play.
When we step out into that Other Land
Where mother so long has been,
Will we hear her ask, just as of old,
“Are all the children in?”

Unknown

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Joyce Vaughan Byars — The thought of Jesus Christ laughing…

The thought of Jesus Christ laughing probably is not thought of too much, but it should be.  Amidst the trials of this World, in Him we have ultimate joy, and peace.  When He walked upon this Earth, it is written that He cried, more than once, and though scriptures do not depict the Christ laughing, it is safe to say He did, for He had all human characteristics…His strength was in what He did with them while He walked among us on this Earth.  Once I was told of a little boy about 5 or 6 who was dying, I believe it was of cancer.  He was put down to rest and he went to sleep. The end was not thought to be very far away, and while he was sleeping, he sort of put his arms out, and rolled a little onto one side, then drew his knees up somewhat and started laughing and tilted his head back a little…he continued to laugh for a short time, then he just went limp, and he died.  His mother declares that Jesus Christ came and picked him up in His arms, and carried him to Heaven.  She believes that he was being tickled on the tummy and made him laugh while he was being picked up.  That could very well be true…we have no way of knowing how God handles things in the realm that we have yet to step.  But we know we are safe with Him   Jesus Christ gives us His Peace,
Joyce Vaughan Byars

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Unknown — A story is told about a little boy…

A story is told about a little boy with a big heart.  His next-door neighbor was an older gentleman whose wife had recently died.  When the youngster saw the elderly man crying, he climbed up onto his lap and simply sat there.  Later, his mother asked the boy what he had said to their saddened neighbor.  “Nothing,” the child replied.  “I just helped him cry.”  Sometimes that is the best thing we can do for people who are facing profound sorrow.  Often, our attempts to say something wise and helpful are far less valuable than just sitting next to the bereaved ones, holding their hand, and crying with them.
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