Letter From The Publisher
Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit”; whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. James 4:13-17 (New King James Version)
Can you believe that summer is almost over? Where does the time go? It seems that yesterday I was but a small child myself. Now as my 47th birthday approaches, I have four kids in school and before you know it, they’ll be married with children of their own. Life is short.
I once heard a poem that describes life so well. It goes something like this;
The Clock of Life
“The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.
To lose one’s wealth is sad indeed.
Too lose one’s health is more.
To lose one’s soul is such a loss
That no man can restore.”
Today, only is our own.
So live, love and toil with a will.
Place no faith in tomorrow,
For the clock may soon be still.
By Robert H Smith
Joseph R. Menslage
Katy Christian Magazine