When I was a little boy on the sun-bathed prairies of southern Illinois, a year seemed interminable- it moved forward on leaden feet.  Now the years pass like the flash of sunlit bubbles on wind-tossed waves, as though they must hasten and lose themselves in that eternity when time shall be no more.  And yet what an unspeakable gift of God is a year!  Who can compute its value or estimate its worth?  We give and receive our little gifts and rejoice, but how paltry they are compared to God’s gift of a year of days!

Samuel Logan Brengle

So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

1 Corinthians 13:13
The English Standard Version

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