When the cold winds are whistling over your grave

(Letters of J. C. Philpot)

"So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on
 what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary,
 but what is unseen is eternal." 2 Corin. 4:18

How really empty and worthless are all human
cares and anxieties, as well as all human hopes
and pleasures--when viewed in the light of a
vast and endless eternity!

In twenty years, today's price of oil will probably
mean little to you. But it will matter much whether
your soul is in heaven or hell.

When the cold winds are whistling over your grave,
or the warm sun resting on it--what will it matter
whether sheep sold badly or well at the market?

Could we realize eternal things more, we would
be less anxious about temporal things. It is only
our unbelief and carnality which fetter us down to
the poor things of time and sense.

"This world is fading away, along with everything
 it craves. But if you do the will of God, you will
 live forever." 1 John 2:17