Death for the Christian, only . . .
washes out all his sins and stains,
shatters the crust of his mortality,
sweeps away all his moral spots, blots, infirmities, weaknesses, follies, limitations and blemishes -
and then life expands into perfect freedom, fullness, joy, and power.
The translation of a Christian from earth to Heaven, is but like the removal of a tender plant from a frigid northern garden, where it is stunted and dying - into a tropical field, where it puts out most luxurious growth and covers itself with splendor!
"In Your presence is fullness of joy; at Your right hand there are pleasures forevermore!"
Psalm 16:11~ J.R. Miller