No Welcome Too Large

To see and be with Him who “loved the Church and gave Himself for it" to be consciously His loved one should disengage our hearts from what is here. What relationship, portion, place, rank or station could compare with being His bride, sharing His glories, entering the joy of His presence, with no cloud above, no spot within. There is no welcome too large, no scene too bright, no place too high for those espoused to Christ, for those for whom Jesus died. But the last utterance of that which professes His name, while being false to His love "glorifying herself and living deliciously." where He received a cross and crown of thorns, is "I sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall see no sorrow." For her description and doom read Rev. 17, 18 and the first verses of 19. It is the judgment of this faithless spouse, those left after the real Bride has been caught up. This introduces us to the marriage supper of the Lamb.
You will remember that He appeared in the midst of the golden candlesticks in the character of fudge, girt about the breasts with a golden girdle. (This is before His coming, so contemplates the mixed mass of true and false.) He loved her still, but such was her state that His affections must be righteously girded in. Peter had already said, "The time is come that judgment must begin at the house of God." Such was the state of the profession before the canon of Scripture was complete.
God's reality, those who have been subjects of His regenerating saving grace, though flecked with much defacing and throwing but a feeble flickering ray, have left a trail of light down through the ages, the only light of this dark place.