How Worthwhile Are We?

I heard a statement that had a profound impact on me. A man from Burkina Faso made it.  

    “If a senior dies it is like a whole library has been destroyed.”

 Many of us are seniors, but are we wise? Are we compassionate and understanding?  How are we filling in the dash between our cradles and the grave? Perhaps you know I am referring to how a gravestone has the date of someone’s birth, a dash, and then the date they passed from this world.

The Bible teaches us that the older women should teach the younger, (Titus 2.4) surely we must have accumulated something worthwhile in our life experiences. Do we have the humility and kindness to help those behind us who are floundering? We all have different ways we can do it.

Are we writing books’ of value with our lives? ‘Only one life will soon be past. Only what’s done for Christ will last.’

Let us pray for each other. 

How Does It Go?

Does anyone know all the words to this poem? I'd sure like to have them if you do.

 I met a friend in the night

Whose lamp had ceased to shine

I paused and let her light

Her lamp from mine.

A storm came up in the night

And shook the world about

And when the storm was gone 

My lamp was out.

But back to me that friend came

Her lamp was glowing fine

She paused and lighted mine.