Morning, April 20, edited from Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening

“That through death He might render powerless him who had the power of death.” — Hebrews 2:14

O child of God, death has lost its sting, because the devil’s power over it is destroyed. Therefore, cease to fear dying. Ask grace from God the Holy Spirit, that by an intimate knowledge and a firm belief of your Redeemer’s death, you may be strengthened for that dread hour. Living near the cross of Calvary you can think of death with pleasure, and welcome it when it comes with intense delight. It is sweet to die in the Lord: it is a covenant blessing to sleep in Jesus. Death is no longer banishment, it is a return from exile, a going home to the many mansions where the loved ones already dwell. The distance between glorified spirits in heaven and militant saints on earth seems great; but it is not so. We are not far from home—a moment will bring us there. The sail is spread; the soul is launched upon the deep. How long will its voyage be? How many wearying winds must beat upon the sail before it shall be lowered in the port of peace? How long shall that soul be tossed upon the waves before it comes to that sea which knows no storm? Listen to the answer: “Absent from the body, present with the Lord.” That ship has just departed, but it is already at its haven. It did only spread its sail and it was there. Like that ship of old, upon the Lake of Galilee:  a storm had tossed it, but Jesus said, “Peace, be still,” and immediately it came to land. Do not think that a long period intervenes between the instant of death and the eternity of glory. When the eyes close on earth they open in heaven. The horses of fire are only an instant on the road. Then, O child of God, what is there for you to fear in death, seeing that through the death of your Lord its curse and sting are destroyed? And now death is but a Jacob’s ladder whose foot is in the dark grave, but its top reaches to glory everlasting.