Friday, May 1, 2015

Unfinished

Unfinished
by Henry Ward Beech

The deeper men go into life, the deeper is their conviction that this life is not all. It is an "unfinished symphony". A day may round out an insect's life, and a bird or a bee needs no tomorrow. No so with him who knows that he is related to God and has felt the power of an endless life.

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