Little folk are like the clock, always in motion. Some little tongues are always making a noise, like the Tic, tic! Tic, tic! Tic, tic! of Mr. Clock. You see the dial and hands which go round and round, but hidden behind is the strong spring. So out of sight beats your heart, God sees it, but only your face and hands can be seen by those about you.
See the two weights and the heavy pendulum. This keeps Mr. Clock from ruing too fast. God gives us things sorrows, crosses, to keep us steady. Sometimes Mr. Clock gives us a cheery sound with his gong. But his chief aim in life is to tell that time flies swiftly.
When time is done, then comes the long forever. Where will you spend the long forever? With the Lord, or with the devil and his angels?
ML 06/23/1940