We may not say that any good work has failed until we know in the last great harvest all the results of the things we have done and the words we have spoken.
"Not all who seem to fail have failed indeed; Not all who fail have therefore worked in vain; For all our acts to many issues lead; And out of earnest purpose, pure and plain, Enforced by honest toil of hand or brain, The Lord will fashion in his own good time (Be this the laborer's proudly humble creed), Such ends as in his wisdom, fitliest chime With his vast love's eternal harmonies.
There is no failure for the good and wise; What though thy seed should fall by the wayside, And the birds snatch it ?--Yet the birds are fed; Or they may bear it far across the tide, To give rich harvests after thou art dead." Many people die, and see yet no harvest from their life's sowing.

They come to the end of their years, and their hands are empty.

But when they enter heaven they will find that they have really been building there all the while, that the things that have seemed to leave no result on the earth have left glorious results inside the gates of pearl.
"There is no end to the sky, And the stars are everywhere, And time is eternity, And the here is over there; For the common deeds of the common day Are ringing bells in the far away." Then even if the work we do does not itself leave any record, the doing of it leaves a record--an impression--on our own life.

There is a word of Scripture which says, "He that doeth the will of God abideth forever." Doing God's will builds up enduring character in us.

Every obedience adds a new touch of beauty to the soul.