Wednesday, 22 July 2015


I wish to express my sympathy to my fellow South Belfast Chess Club team mate Graeme McCormick, due to the passing away of his wife.

“The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.

To lose one's wealth is sad indeed,
To lose one's health is more,
To lose one's soul is such a loss
That no man can restore.

Now is the only time you have,
So live, love, toil at will,
Place no faith in "time,"
For the Clock may soon be still.” By Robert H Smith

2 Corinthians 1:3-5

3 Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort;

4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.

5 For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also aboundeth by Christ.

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