Presbyterian Deacon
Puritan Board Graduate
There is a tree growing, out of which your coffin shall be made; or perhaps it is already cut down and seasoning against the time when it shall make you a timber suit--the last suit that you shall ever need. There is a spot on earth that must be shovelled out for you to be laid into to fill up the vacuum. And your soul shall live; your soul shall never die. Let not those who tell you of annihilation be believed for a moment. It must exist. Put it to yourself whether it shall be with the worm that never dieth and the fire that never shall be quenched, or with Christ who liveth in His glory and shall come a second time to give glory to His people and raise their bodies like His own. Oh, it will all hinge on this--"Dost thou believe in Jesus?" If thou dost, thou mayest welcome immortality. But if thou believest not, then a blast has come upon thee, and to thee it is terrible to die. It is terrible even to live; more terrible to die; it will be terrible to rise again; it will be terrible to be damned, and that forever! God save thee from it, for Christ's sake! -- C. H. Spurgeon
