CHAPTER XXIII.
UNFINISHED LIFE-BUILDING.
"Let me not die before I've done for thee My earthly work, whatever it may be.
Call me not hence, with mission unfulfilled; Let me not leave my space of ground unfilled; Impress this truth upon me, that not one Can do my portion, that I leave undone." We are all builders.

We may not erect any house or temple on a city street, for human eyes to see, but every one of us builds a fabric which God and angels see.

Life is a building.

It rises slowly, day by day, through the years.

Every new lesson we learn lays a block on the edifice which is rising silently within us.