untold suffering has issued in great moral perfection, with a
corresponding high place in the world beyond. Such considerations as
these show clearly that our creation, even though we are fallen, was an
act of infinite love.

Yes, but what about the untold millions who do not turn their present
suffering to good account? Especially what about the uncounted millions
of heathen? Many of them were born into conditions of utter
hopelessness; their surroundings were of the worst; it would be utterly
futile to expect that their present life could be a preparation for
final blessedness.

Now is it to be supposed for a moment that God does not love every
heathen just as He loves every Christian? Surely, they are all His
children, and He loves every one of them with a Father's love. Then what
about the other millions that live in Christian lands who have no idea
of making the present life a preparation for the future? Are they not
all equally dear to Him? Let us rise above all insular, mean, petty love
of our own, and think of the love of God--impartial, free, infinite,
everlasting! Can it be believed that the few favored ones who have lived
in certain surroundings, and who thus have come to hear and heed the
message of salvation, are destined for everlasting bliss; while all
others, naturally no worse than they, are consigned to everlasting woe?
Are these few fleeting years, and circumstances which we had little or
no hand in forming, charged with such eternal possibilities? Yet we
profess to believe that God rules, and that He loves every one of His
creatures with an everlasting love!

Surely every candid mind and every human heart will repel such a
possibility as their final extinction or damnation. And when we realize