Strangers and Pilgrims by Mary Winslow

Let us keep our eye and our hearts upon our blessed home. Earth is but a stage erected as our passage to the place Jesus has gone to prepare for us. What a place must that be which infinite power and love has engaged to provide! Oh, let us not lose sight of heaven for a moment. How prone are we to allow our minds and hearts (treacherous hearts!) to become entangled with the baubles of a dying world. No wonder Christ exhorted us to watch and pray. Heaven is our home; our happy home. We are but strangers and pilgrims here. Try and realize it. Let us keep ourselves ready to enter with Him to the marriage supper of the Lamb. In a little while, and we shall see Him, not as the ‘Man of sorrows,’ but the ‘King in His beauty.’ Then let us fight against earth and all its false attractions, for it passes away.

Oh yes! How beautiful....and yet so very hard to do....I never cease to be amazed at how the writers from previous centuries have such a way with words that we do not see in our day...Thank you for posting this.

Oh yes! How beautiful....and yet so very hard to do....I never cease to be amazed at how the writers from previous centuries have such a way with words that we do not see in our day...Thank you for posting this.

Amen. I couldn't agree with you more. Wholeheartedly! :)