We see the water of a river flowing uninterruptedly and passing away, and all that floats on its surface, rubbish or beams of trees, all pass by.
Christian! So does our life…
I was an infant, and that time has gone.
I was an adolescent, and that too has passed.
I was a young man, and that too is far behind me.
The strong and mature man that I was is no more.
My hair turns white, I succumb to age, but that too passes; I approach the end and will go the way of all flesh. I was born in order to die. I die that I may live.
Remember me, O Lord, in Thy Kingdom!
St. Tikhon of Voronezh
Christian! So does our life…
I was an infant, and that time has gone.
I was an adolescent, and that too has passed.
I was a young man, and that too is far behind me.
The strong and mature man that I was is no more.
My hair turns white, I succumb to age, but that too passes; I approach the end and will go the way of all flesh. I was born in order to die. I die that I may live.
Remember me, O Lord, in Thy Kingdom!
St. Tikhon of Voronezh