[b]A worm, a gnat, a fly, a hair, a seed
of a raison, a skin of a grape[/b]
(Thomas Brooks, "A Cabinet of Choice Jewels" 1669)
"Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know
what a day may bring forth." Proverbs 27:1
Who can sum up the many possible deaths which are
still lurking in his own body; or the innumerable hosts of
external dangers which beleaguer him on every side; or
the invisible arrows which fly about his ears continually!
How soon he may have his mortal wound given him by one
or another of them--who can tell? Now, how sad would it be
for a man to have a summons to appear before God in that
eternal world, before his heart and life are savingly changed!
The life of a man is but a shadow, a runner, a span, a vapor,
a flower, etc. Though there is but one way to come into
the world--yet there are many thousand ways to be
sent out of the world!
We carry about in our bodies, the material for a thousand
deaths, and may die a thousand different ways in several
hours. As many senses, as many members, nay, as many
pores as there are in the body--so many windows there are,
for death to enter in at!
Death needs not spend all his arrows upon us. A worm,
a gnat, a fly, a hair, a seed of a raison, a skin of a
grape, the stumbling of a horse, the trip of a foot, the
prick of a pin, the cutting of a fingernail, the cutting out
of a corn; all these have been to others, and any of them
may be to us--the means of our death within the space of
a few days; nay, of a few hours; nay, of a few moments!
I am sure that the worst of deaths, shall
but translate true believers . . .
from earth--to heaven,
from a wilderness--to a paradise,
from misery--to glory, and
from mixed and mutable enjoyments--to
the pure and everlasting enjoyments of God!
SI Moderator - Greg Gordon