Glories of the Eternal World

[Thompson, Darryl]

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Ellen G. White Estate, Devotional for December 13
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Glories of the Eternal World

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fullness of joy;
at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Ps. 16:11. 


The glory of the eternal world has been opened before me. I want to tell
you that Heaven is worth winning. It should be the aim of your life to
fit yourself for association with the redeemed, with holy angels, and
with Jesus, the world's Redeemer. If we could have but one view of the
celestial city, we would never wish to dwell on earth again. There are
beautiful landscapes on earth, and I enjoy all these prospects of
loveliness in nature. I associate them with the Creator. But I know that
if I love God, and keep His commandments, there is a far more exceeding
and eternal weight of glory reserved in Heaven for me. 

This earth,... purified with fire, then ... will be much more beautiful.
The grass will be living green, and will never wither. There will be
roses and lilies, and all kinds of flowers there. They will never blight
or fade, or lose their beauty and fragrance. 

The lion, we should much dread and fear here, will then lie down with
the lamb, and everything in the New Earth will be peace and harmony. The
trees of the New Earth will be straight and lofty, without deformity. 

The saints will have crowns of glory upon their heads, and harps of gold
in their hands. They will play upon the golden harp, and sing redeeming
love, and make melody unto God. Their former trials and suffering in
this world will be forgotten and lost amid the glories of the New Earth.


Let all that is beautiful in our earthly home remind us of the crystal
river and green fields, the waving trees and the living fountains, the
shining city and the white-robed singers, of our heavenly home--that
world of beauty which no artist can picture and no mortal tongue
describe. Let your imagination picture the home of the saved, and
remember that it will be more glorious than your brightest imagination
can portray. 

Human language is inadequate to describe the reward of the righteous. It
will be known only to those who behold it.

>From Maranatha - Page 355