This is the season for parades. Not long ago we watched the Rose Bowl parade on television; on Thanksgiving Day, Macys of New York entertained us with its Turkey Day extravaganza. Our text for today calls attention to another, and more sobering, parade: the parade of life, the pageant of this world. "For the present form of this world is passing away" (v. 31). The words "passing away" are a translation of a Greek word meaning "to lead by." It suggests the picture of a parade of soldiers being led past a reviewing stand. Look at them! Notice the evidence of their manly strength and skill. But then, in a moment, they are gone, out of sight. "So it is with this world," says our text, "there it is -- but watch -- soon it will be gone. How foolish it is to put all of your time and energies into…