“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,
To lose one's health is more,
To lose one's soul is such a loss
That no man can restore.

The present only is our own,
So live, love, toil with a will,
Place no faith in "Tomorrow,"
For the Clock may then be still.”

Robert H. Smith’s poem echoes the message behind James 4:13-17, where James cautions us against boasting about tomorrow. The truth is that our lives are but a mist – we aren’t going to be here for a very long time. And none of us know when our last day on Earth will be.

What then shall we do? Robert puts it well – “live, love, toil with a will”, “place no faith in tomorrow”. Every day we get is a gift, and the next day is never promised to us. Let us learn to embrace God’s gift of every brand-new day with a strong desire to be His hands and feet to the world before us. Love unreservedly, pursue God relentlessly, and leave nothing to tomorrow.

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