Tomorrow it May Rain

My dad told me the wonderful little kayak he got me is now sold out, no longer on sale. We got my kayak in the nick of time. I have kayaked every day, sometimes in the little lake near my house, sometimes in my favorite place, the Catawba, knowing that summer is fleeting. Now is the day of delight. Tomorrow it may rain. While there is yet time, while the fireflies are still flashing and the touch of the sky is gentle, while my muscles still do what I ask of them, and while my ears can still hear the hum of the hummingbird whirling among the blossoms; that is the time to launch the kayak and skim across the water. Now is the day of delight. Tomorrow it may rain.

Romans 13:11-12 (NIV)
And do this, understanding the present time: The hour has already come for you to wake up from your slumber, because our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed. [12] The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light.

1 Corinthians 7:29-31 (NIV)
What I mean, brothers and sisters, is that the time is short. From now on those who have wives should live as if they do not; [30] those who mourn, as if they did not; those who are happy, as if they were not; those who buy something, as if it were not theirs to keep; [31] those who use the things of the world, as if not engrossed in them. For this world in its present form is passing away.




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