LORD,
remind me how brief my time on earth will be.
Remind me that my days are numbered;
how fleeting my life is.
You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.
My entire lifetime is just a moment to you;
at best, each of us is but a breath.
We are merely moving shadows,
and all our busy rushing ends in nothing.
We heap up wealth,
not knowing who will spend it.
And so, Lord,
where do I put my hope?
My
only hope is in you.
Psalm 39:4-7
The older I get, the more I see how sinful I really am.
The older I get, the more I see how short life really is.
The older I get, the more I see what is really important, & what really isn't.
We spend our time & effort majoring on the minor things of life, & minoring on the major things.
We continually allow the urgent to take precedent over the essential.
We can't see the forest for the trees.
We focus on a very narrow, singular situation, event, or person, & miss the enormity of the big picture.
We sweat the small stuff far too much & far too often.
We seldom stop & smell the roses until we realize the roses are all dead & gone.
We only have one life, one shot...
and that life will soon have come & gone.
The older I get, the more I see only 2 things that will continue to have a ripple effect after we have come & gone...
...the things we have been & done for God,
...& the people we have loved well.
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