I am a sojourner on earth
My time here is limited, how limited I don’t know. What does it all mean? Resurrection from the dead, life to come? The mind finds it hard to cope, hence the angels with harps on clouds, I suppose. Which to me is not enticing. Better to opt for St Paul (1 Cor 9: 9-10): But, as it is written, “What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man conceived, what God has prepared for those who love him,” God has revealed to us through the Spirit.
Yet even that is unimaginable. A mystery. Better perhaps to simply hope, and make the here and now count for something, making the world a better place for my having been part of it.
I will pass this way but once, if there’s any good that I can do,
Let me do it now for I’ll never pass this way again.
I will see this day but once, if there’s any kindness I can show,
Let me show it now for I’ll never see this day again.
Tomorrow may be too late my friend, to do all the good that you planned,
So reach out to those who need you and lend them a helping hand.
I will know this world but once, if there’s any love that I can give,
Let me give it now oh Lord, please show me how,
For I’ll never know this world, I’ll never see this day,
I’ll never pass this way again.
I will never pass this way again Glen Campbell