Time is Passing by M. S. Avery

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Michigan · Jan 12, 1864

Time is Passing.

By M. S. Avery

Another year has passed away with its joys and sorrows, its sunshine and its shade, and oh, what has been the record borne up to the judgment! These are solemn thoughts, and as we have now stepped upon the threshold of a new year, let us review the past, and where we have gone astray with patience and diligence retrace our steps, and unitedly strive to improve the present in making a wise use of our time; and for the future be more watchful to keep our feet in the narrow way.

How swiftly the world is hastening to its doom! How fast the years roll by, and how very soon probation will close forever and our time to work be ended! Yes, we are rapidly nearing our journey's end; and do we look forward, our hearts filled with joy and hope, intently watching the coming morn and to catch the first glimpse of the dawning day? Oh what revelations of untold glory will the children of God behold in that morning! Let us haste to make that preparation that is needful, study the word daily, and search for truth as for "hidden treasures."

We there learn that idle and foolish words, hatred, wrath and strife, are contrary to godliness, and should therefore be put away. Let victories daily be gained over these sins and the way to the kingdom will grow easier and brighter as we travel onward. Too many, I fear, that have the perusal of this sheet, neglect its warnings and heed not its instructions; but the day of reckoning is at hand, and for every abused privilege an account must be given to God.

Oh love not the world too well if with it you would not pass away. Come out and be separate and thereby show that the love of the Father is in your hearts. Come, then, while time is closing and listen to the voice of the prophet Isa. lv, 3: "Incline your ear and come unto me, hear and your soul shall live." The dear Saviour is yet pleading. Slight not probation's last moments. Abuse no longer a Saviour's tender love, and while he waits to receive you, make haste to enter the fold; for the time will soon come when they that are filthy will be filthy still.

M. S. AVERY.

Locke, Mich.