At the end of this day, at the end of this weekend, will you count the time rewarding or lost? George Eliot warns in a poem not to “Count That Day Lost.”
If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went ---
Then you may count that day well spent.
But if through all the livelong day
You’ve cheered not heart, by yea or nay---
If through it all
You’ve done nothing you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face---
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost---
Then count that day as worse than lost.
You can bring sunshine to a face and cheer to a heart by inviting someone to attend a worship service with you this weekend. And be sure to move your clock ahead one hour Saturday night, as Daylight Saving Time begins this weekend!
By Wendell Harris