WHILE WE MAY

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jul 16, 1902

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 28, No. 29.

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WHILE WE MAY.

“If I should die, John, I suppose you would spend a good deal of money for flowers.”
“Why, yes, Anna; but what ever put that into your head?”
“O, nothing, only I thought that ten-dollar wreaths and fifty dollar anchors wouldn’t make any difference to me when I’m dead, and just a little flower now and then while I’m living would mean so much to me.”
“Just a little flower, now and then, while I’m living.” The reply of the young wife is eloquent of the heart-hunger of thousands.
Why do we withhold the appreciative word, the loving look, the fervent handclasp until the pulses are stilled, the eyes closed, the ears unheeding? Why wait until flowers can no longer give pleasure to shower them upon our near and dear?
We can make the present beautiful if we will; we can fill it with loving, tender acts and gracious words. Now is the time to gladden the hearts of those about us. Now is the time to give the “little flower.” To-morrow it may be all too late!—Anon.