I can see my neighbors fussing with their yards as I watch out the window. Trimming the hedges, mowing the grass, painting the trim, and repaving the driveways. Many hours seem to be spent on these tasks, perhaps even more than are spent on enjoying the results. I see them hop into their cars, SUVs and trucks, going shopping and bringing back the next best thing.
I wonder how much time is spent in prayer, how much in praise, and how much in thanksgiving.
All of these other things are only temporary, and I wonder how much time is spent in preparation for an everlasting life.
