None of us know just how long the river of our life is going to be.
I love standing on a bridge, staring into the fast-moving waters of a river, on their way to the sea from their source in distant hills. The length of a river is like the span of a human life. Some lives are long, but others, sadly, can be much shorter. None of us know just how long the river of our life is going to be.
Like a river, each human life has a source at conception followed by birth as a tiny baby. We grow slowly to maturity and, as adults, we experience all the ups and downs of life, till one day the personal river of our life enters the sea of eternity and our life on earth will be no more!
The beginning and the end
Our physical human life has both a
