While traveling in Jamaica with a friend who was a native of the island, we saw a curious little bush growing near the roadside. He pointed to it and suggested that I let my clothes touch it. I did so, and at once found myself caught by a barbed thorn similar to a fish hook.
While freeing myself from it I was snagged by another and then again by still another. It was only with much care and patience that I got clear of it at last. "Wait a bit" is the name given to the bush by the natives of the island, and I thought it was an exceptionally good name.
Has not Satan many such bushes growing along the road which leads to salvation? Indeed he has. Maybe you wake up to the fact that it is time you thought of eternity. Immediately you are snared by some pleasure or pursuit, or sin, which holds and detains you, saying, "Wait a bit!" Many poor souls are thus held until it is forever too late.