Yet our time is coming. A little while and the world shall see us, and again a little while and the world shall not see us, and well will it be for us then if we shall have gone to the Father. Let us keep our eyes ever raised to this, our sublime destiny, as the mariner to his guiding star. Let it be our consolation amid the sorrows and ills of life that we are ultimately to go to Him that sent us, to the Father. May the Spirit of God, when He comes at this Pentecostal season, find no sin in us of which to convict us. May our last step toward the Father, our death, be such that a favorable judgment may follow. May we all our lives so unremittingly seek the justice of God that in the life to come we may attain the kingdom of heaven.
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