by Nina Joan

‘We live but once. The years of childhood, when once past, are past forever…it has gone beyond our reach. What we have made it, it shall remain. There is no power in Heaven or on earth that can change it. The record of our past stands forth in bold and ineffaceable characters, open to the all-seeing eye of God. There it stands and one day we shall give an account of it. The present moment alone is ours…Today is a day which we never had before, which we shall never have again. It rose from the great ocean of eternity, and again sinks into its unfathomable depths.’
Thomas De Witt Talmage