Night is coming, when no one can work.
Henry Buckle was writing his History of Civilization when he was zapped by a debilitating fever. In his delirium, he repeatedly moaned, “Oh, to finish my book!”
Cecil Rhodes, British politician and founder of the De Beers Mining Company, was only forty-eight when he died. His last words were, “So little done, so much to do.”
As the time of his death and departure grew near, Jesus said, “Father . . . I have brought you glory on earth by completing the work you gave me to do.”
Find your niche. Fulfill your duty. Finish well.
Come to the end of your journey having glorified God by life well-lived and work well-done; cross the finish line having given it your best.
“Did I win or lose?” is the wrong question.
“Did I give it my best?” is the right question.