Arise ye, and depart; for this is not your rest (Micah 2:10 )
This world that some think is heaven, is the home of sin,
a hospital of sorrow, a place that has nothing in it to satisfy the soul. Men
go all over it and then Want to get out of it. The more men see of the world
the less they think of it.
People soon grow tired of the best pleasures it has to
offer. Someone has said that the world is a stormy sea, whose every wave is
strewed with the wrecks of mortals that perish in it. Every time we breathe
someone is dying. We all know that we are going to stay here but a very little
while. Only the other life is enduring.
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