Charles Spurgeon told a story that takes place in the day when doctors were assigned to churches in England to help the sick.

One early morning, an elderly doctor for a church took a walk and met a beggar.

”I wish you a good day,” the doctor said to the beggar.
 
“Sir,” said the beggar. “I never had an ill day in my life.”
 
“But” said the doctor. “Your clothes are torn to rags. And your wallet seems to be
exceedingly empty.”
 
“My clothes are as good as God wills them to be. And my wallet is as full as the Lord has
been pleased to make it. And what pleases Him, pleases me,” replied the beggar.
 
“But” said the doctor, “supposed God should cast you into hell.”
 
“Indeed sir,” said the beggar, “that would never be. But if it were I would be contented for
I have two long and strong arms faith and love, and I would throw these about the neck of
my Savior and I would never let Him go. But if I went there, He would be with me. And it
would be a heaven to me.”