Is there not a reason?

 A boy of seventeen was taken by cancer early this month. I learned of it through an Islands friend, learned that this young member of the tiny English community on les Iles, had passed on. And the worst of it? He was without Christ, as far as anyone knew. Islands youth are not exactly known for their virtues; drugs, alcohol, fornication, and the rest all play a large part in this weary generation of lost souls, and though the field is white unto harvest, the labourers are few. Very few. Maybe that is why this untimely death struck me. It is tragic, yes: yet should this not be a reminder to us of the reason behind it all? Should not the people of my generation be standing up and crying out against the distractions of today, leaving behind the hopes and fears of our own humanness, and abandoning ourselves for the sake of the Gospel? It is not necessary to travel thousands of miles to foreign countries to find those in need of Christ's love. You are surrounded by them. It is your duty, my duty, our duty: and let us not shirk the responsibility. Perhaps that is one reason for such a poignant reminder -- that we could more clearly see the needs, feel the urgency, hear the cries of a godless culture.

May we all heed the call, and run with enthusiasm on the long road of Kingdom service.