Meditating on God's work in my life and the world around me.
Monday, February 23, 2009
" 'Tis not for man to trifle. Life is brief, and sin is here. Our age is but the falling of a leaf - a droping tear. We have no time to sport away the hours: all must be earnest in a world like ours. Not many lives, but only one have we, - one, only one; how sacred should that one life ever be that narrow span! Day after day filled up with blessed toil, hour after hour still bringing in a new spoil."