CUP OF WATER

JOYPEACE

A king built a great church to glorify his fame. One night however, he dreamed that the name of a woman had been substituted for his own name that he had inscribed in marble stone. Search discovered an aged woman of that name who, when she was brought for questioning, tremblingly admitted: “But when the builders were ready to sink, I carried some water and gave them drink.” Success, is often built upon the smallest of margins. The fastest runner in the world outstrips his nearest rival by only a second or two. The fastest swimmer wins over his competitors by only a stroke or two. And it may be that in the final reckoning that the difference between heaven and eternal failure will be the cup of cold water we might have administered but did not, the second mile of service we might have given but refused.