What do you know about your great grandmother? I must admit that I know very little about mine. I know that her name was Annie Marie. I know that she lived on a farm near Pigeon Falls, Wisconsin. That’s about all I know. Here’s the point: in a hundred years or so, your great grandchildren will know about that much about you. Perhaps this might help to give you priorities for living today.
As for man, his days are like grass;
He flourishes like a flower of the field;
For the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
And its place knows it no more (Psalm 103:15-16).