For dust I am, and to dust I shall return … and so too shall all my works pass away, save only what was not my work at all.
Time slips away—has slipped away—with little or nothing to show for it. But a time has come again to re-center, to begin again with what only can be comfort in life and death:
That I am not my own, but belong, body and soul, to my faithful Savior Jesus Christ. He has fully paid for all my sins with his precious blood, and has set me free from the tyranny of the devil. He also watches over me in such a way that not a hair can fall from my head
without the will of my Father in heaven: in fact, all things must work together for my salvation. Because I belong to him, Christ, by his Holy Spirit, assures me of eternal life and makes me wholeheartedly willing and ready from now on to live for him.
Because, to live in the joy of this comfort (the catechism teaches me) I must know
first, how great my sin and misery are; second, how I am set free from all my sins and misery; [and] third, how I am to thank God for such deliverance.
So it is long past time to begin again as I had meant but have failed to go on.