Like grass we rise with the
morning, yet wither so soon;
long days of summer, too few.
resplendent, yet fading—we bloom,
beautify, blaze and then “poof,”
so good, so brief, so gone.
Nothing lasts. But wait . . . the love
of the Lord churns in the wake
of those who fear Him. Salvation
reaching and rippling to children’s,
children and more. Your life matters.
Don’t toil or spin. Be faithful, obey,
love wholly, live wisely. Stand forever
(Psalm 103:15-18, Isaiah 40:8, Luke 12:27)