Some Christians live and act and talk as if there were no judgment to come; toiling for wealth as if this world were all. They are as careless of souls, as though hell were a dream. Unmoved by eternal realities, unstirred by the terrors of the Lord, indifferent to the ruin of mankind, many professors live like worldlings, and are as unchristian as infidels. This is an indisputable fact, but one to be lamented with tears of blood. We are the purchase of Jesus' death upon the tree- he has bought us dearly, and he should have us altogether for himself. It should be the one end and object of our desire, to crown that head with gems, which once was crowned with thorns.
Jesus deserves our best!
Every wound of his claims us, and every pain he bore, and every groan that escaped
his lips, is a fresh reason for our holiness and complete devotion to his cause. How must he grieve over us because we have not that tenderness of heart, that melting of love, that vehemence of zeal, that earnestness of soul which we ought to exhibit! By C.H. Spurgeon