Spurgeon: August AM
* 08/09/AM
"The city hath no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine
in it."
--Revelation 21:23
Yonder in the better world, the inhabitants are independent
of all creature comforts. They have no need of raiment; their
white robes never wear out, neither shall they ever be defiled.
They need no medicine to heal diseases, "for the inhabitant
shall not say, I am sick." They need no sleep to recruit their
frames--they rest not day nor night, but unweariedly praise Him
in His temple. They need no social relationship to minister
comfort, and whatever happiness they may derive from association
with their fellows is not essential to their bliss, for their
Lord's society is enough for their largest desires. They need no
teachers there; they doubtless commune with one another
concerning the things of God, but they do not require this by
way of instruction; they shall all be taught of the Lord. Ours
are the alms at the king's gate, but they feast at the table
itself. Here we lean upon the friendly arm, but there they lean
upon their Beloved and upon Him alone. Here we must have the
help of our companions, but there they find all they want in
Christ Jesus. Here we look to the meat which perisheth, and to
the raiment which decays before the moth, but there they find
everything in God. We use the bucket to fetch us water from the
well, but there they drink from the fountain head, and put their
lips down to the living water. Here the angels bring us
blessings, but we shall want no messengers from heaven then.
They shall need no Gabriels there to bring their love-notes from
God, for there they shall see Him face to face. Oh! what a
blessed time shall that be when we shall have mounted above
every second cause and shall rest upon the bare arm of God! What
a glorious hour when God, and not His creatures; the Lord, and
not His works, shall be our daily joy! Our souls shall then have
attained the perfection of bliss.