A Final Word from the Editor

Now let this final word be heard:

Until eternity,

Consider well the choice you make.

What is your legacy?

A judgment comes to every life;

An end our journeys find.

Ifby your works you will be judged,

What would you leave behind?

The pen holds pow'r above the sword

To stir the hearts of men;

Can send the multitudes to war

Or bring them home again.

So do the images and words

You place upon the page

Speak peace unto the weary hearts

Of sinner and of sage?

And do those words which you now write

In early morn and dark of night

Transcend the feeble worldly course

Which fills the heart with vague remorse?

Lift the mind, the heart, the soul

Above its weakened human role?

Do every stroke and every line

Convey to all the pow'r divine?

As you once heard the message born

Of Heaven's perfect love,

Direct the minds ofthose you reach

To seek the things above.

Bring mercy to the ones who grieve

And peace to those who cry.

Paint pictures of His steadfast love

To soothe the troubled eye.

So let this final word be heard:

Until the crystal sea.

His love. His mercy, and His grace

Should be your legacy.

- The Editor