Night is coming, when no one can work.
Before long all our earthly resources will be left behind: every nickel and every knack.
The fruit of our words, works, and wealth will also be left behind.
We’re bunking here in a depleting allotment of time. The Bible describes earthly life as a mist that appears briefly and then vanishes, a fleeting shadow, a passing breeze, grass that withers and flowers that fall.
Until you go or until he comes, keep your eye on the goal and your shoulder to the wheel, devoting who you are and what you have for the benefit of those who need you and for the glory of your God.
The culprit is not lack of time,
but lack of focus.