We live in our narrow sphere in this world, treading round and round in the same little circle. Life’s toils and tasks so fill our hands that we scarcely have time for a thought of anything else. Its secularities and its struggles for bread keep us ever bent down to the earth. The tears of sorrow dim our vision of God and of heaven. The dust and smoke of earth’s battles hide the blue of heaven. We need continually to get far looks to rest us, and to keep us in mind of the great world that stretches away beyond our close horizons. The glimpses of eternity which flash upon us as we read our Bible or look into Christ’s face tell us anew what we so easily forget, that we are immortal, that our life really has no horizon.
This reading was taken from The Ministry of Comfort
Chapter 1 : Glimpses of Immortality