As for man, his days are like grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes. When the wind has passed over it, it is no more; and its place acknowledges it no longer. But the lovingkindness of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him, and His righteousness to children's children, to those who keep His covenant, and who remember His precepts to do them.
As the years go by and age becomes a factor, I am much more aware of our mortality than ever before. By comparison, I am still on the young side of older, but I am much more conscious of the incessant ticking of the clock which, with every tick-tock, announces the passing of time. But the Psalmist notes a difference in the way time is measured. On one hand, our days are like grass; as a flower of the field, so we flourish. When the wind has passed over it, it is no more; and its place acknowledges it no longer. We all have to acknowledge the certainty of this truth, but it's a depressing way to measure our time. And, tragically, that's all most people have by which to measure their life. On the other hand, the Psalmist says "the lovingkindness of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him, and His righteousness to children's children, to those who keep His covenant, and who remember His precepts." My oldest daughter was going to take our three year old, and youngest, grandson somewhere. It was a cool day and she asked him what he wanted to wear, a jacket or a sweatshirt. Micah thought for a moment and said, "I pick candy". I have smart grandchildren. If I had a choice between a life whose days are like grass or a life whose days are like the flower of the field, I'd pick the everlasting lovingkindness of the LORD. That's a smart choice! You're going to wear the "jacket" or "sweatshirt", but why not wear it with the knowledge that you have "candy" as well? My grandson got the candy. God will give us the best of this world now and the world to come. What a tremendous offer! This is the only thing that gives meaning to life.
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