If I firmly believed, as millions say they do, that the knowledge and the love of Christ in this life influence destiny in another, He would mean to me everything. I would cast away all eartly enjoyments as dross, eartly cares as pollies, and earthly thoughts and feelings as vanity. Christ would be my first waking thought and my last image before sleep sank me into unconsciousness. I should labour in His cause alone. I would take thought for the tomorrow of eternity alone. I would esteem one soul gained for heaven worth a life of suffering. Earthly consequenses should never stay my hand, nor seed my lips. Earth, its japs and griefs, would occupy no moment of my thoughts. I would strivee to look upon eternity alone, and on the immortal souls around me, soon to be everlastingly happy or everlastingly miserable. I would go forth to the world and preach it in season and out of season and my text would be: “WHAT SMALL IT PROFIT A MAN IF HE GAIN THE WHOLE WORLD AND LOSE HIS OWN SOUL?”
Said by an unbeliever once.
