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Source: Baptist Bread, Saturday February 22nd 2020

 "...The grass withereth,  and the flower thereof falleth away:" 1 Peter 1:24b

A lonely lady walked through a beautiful flower garden.  It was the end of the season and with some melancholy, she wrote these words on a card and left it on an ancient sundial:

To think of summers yet to come,  That I am not to see:

To think a weed is yet to bloom,   From dust that I shall be!

The next morning as she walked again through the fading beauty of the flowers, she saw the card had been moved and these lines were added:

To think when Heaven and Earth are fled,   And time and seas are o'er,

When all that can die shall be dead,  That I must die no more!

Oh, where will then my portion be?   Where shall I spend eternity?

Someone had read the card and summed up its hopelessness by reminding others of the responsibility one has towards God and the destiny of the soul.  If you are not saved, you ought to be, for your guarantee of tomorrow is as tenuous as the downtrodden blooms of last summer. Friend, "Boast not thyself of tomorrow: for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth"  (Prov. 27:1)

And,"...behold now is the accepted time: behold, now is the day of salvation" (11Cor. 6:2b).   - T.G