By The Editor Working for Jesus

AUGUST. ― The sickle flashes in the harvest fields, and the golden grain is being garnered. ‘Tis; harvest time on the earth. Are our desires for God’s service, the keen sickles that are reaping now a harvest of souls for heaven? “Work while it is called today; the night cometh when no man can work.” “I wish I had done more for Jesus.” How often has this been said at the close of life! “My lost life,” was the cry of one who, although saved, had not worked for Jesus. Oh! fellow Christians, are we striving for the honor and glory of our Saviour in this world? Are we reapers in the fields white for the harvest? Only a little while for service—only a little while, and then the rest of heaven.