How different life in heaven will be for the believer compared to here on earth. Here, we toil and grow weary, but in the land of the eternal, fatigue is unknown. We are eager to serve our Master, yet our strength often falls short of our zeal. Our constant prayer is, "Help me to serve You, O my God." If truly active in service, we face much labor—not too much for our will, but more than enough for our strength. We find ourselves saying, "I'm not tired of the work, but I'm tired in it."

Christian, the long day of weariness won't last forever. The sun is nearing the horizon, ready to rise again on a brighter, eternal day. In that land, we will serve God without ceasing and find perfect rest. Here, rest is partial; there, it is complete. In this life, we're unsettled and feel we've not yet reached our goal. There, all are at rest. They've reached the summit, gathered in the presence of God.

Higher we cannot go. Think of it, tired worker: you'll rest forever! Can you imagine a rest eternal? Here, even our best joys fade; our flowers wilt, our cups empty. Our happiest days are shadowed by nights of sorrow. But in heaven, all is eternal. The harp never rusts. The crown never withers. Our eyes stay clear, our voices strong, our hearts steady. Our immortal being is consumed in infinite joy.

What a happy day it will be when mortality is swallowed by life, and the Eternal Sabbath begins.