Saturday, July 7, 2008 10:30 a.m.
We just came from a funeral. When one looks back at a person’s life, what does one see? What stands out? Psalm 103:15 says, “As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flouisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone: and the place thereof shall know it no more.” It’s funny how we all get old and die. There are no exceptions. As the sea goes to the shore, man goes to the grave. For just a moment imagine a field covered with grass, and here and there flowers are growing. Seasons come and seasons go. With each passing season new flowers spring up. The new flowers know nothing of the old flowers that grew in their place just a season ago. All they know is their time now in which they flourish. But in reality that some patch of ground has witnessed flower after flower, season after season, and year after year. The former is forgotten and known no more. So it is with our life. Generation after generation comes, lives, and dies and they are remembered no more. Each life is as a flower growing in the grass. But a thousand years is as a day unto the Lord. One Day! A year is as a minute. How insignificant we are; and yet, God knows and remembers each one of us. It’s amazing grace. Grace flows as the wind blows on a sea of vanishing grass and flowers.
Thought for Today: “What is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.” (James 4:14).