I thought my work was over
but one must not
retire from life.

Our spiritual work never ends.
No matter our age, infirmities
disillusionment, fear
or just plain sick of it all
there’s always more we can do
must do.

For we are here to learn
to grow, to help others
do the same.
Each day we must look for ways
to do whatever God gives us
to do—even if all we can do
is be grateful, smile, help
another through prayer
or simple acts of kindness.

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2 Responses to Finished?

  1. Very true, and very beautifully penned! Xoxo


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