Fragile mortality! reminds us tomorrow is not given; and that death is the gate through which we enter eternity..we know it in our soul. With that in view, what, then, shall we do? As T h e y say, If we live, we live unto the Lord, and if we die, we die unto the Lord. So then time is precious, passing before us like water through our fingers onto thirsty flowers; and swallowed by the earth..after bees get their share so they can share the honey (‘Hun-nee’). Everywhere we see the hand of God in our lives, directing us, protecting us, feeding and comforting us in times of trial and great joy. No vague hint in it of a something greater than ourselves, but clear confirmation that He who is a builder of faith in that blessed assurance, that whatever tribulation we face, He, –HE! shall lead us through. We’ll never walk in darkness alone. Seeing nothing by sight, and remembering all his blessings we have received, we confidently depend on a miracle; and his overwhelming mercy always, ever present to the last breath, –when this mortal shall have put on immortality; and death be swallowed up in victory. Glory to God! thank you Jesus. Amen.