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)
One mid-morning I received news of an 82 year old woman who had passed very unexpectedly from this life. A short time after the call I entered the hospital room where her body laid motionless. With her eyes closed and snow white hair neatly brushed. She almost appeared peacefully sleeping. Present were family members, silently looking at her lifeless body and consoling one other. I was slowly panning each of their faces, when one of her daughters smiled as if to say everything was okay. I shared my sorrow for their loss, and after a few moments asked if I might pray for them, and a short time later I dismissed myself.
Walking to my car I was reminded, this is how it ends for everyone. Whether rich, poor, powerfully important, or little known by earth’s measurement. We all pass from this life and leave our borrowed earth shell behind. We are wise to remember to trust each day to the Father. Doing so will fill each day with genuine purpose as we walk in the provision of God’s unfailing hope.
You say in your Word, “Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die. The wind blows, and we are gone—as though we had never been here. But the love of the Lord remains forever with those who fear him. His salvation extends to the children’s children of those who are faithful to his covenant, of those who obey his commandments”! I trust in you to lead me and to provide whatever is needed to fulfill your will. You are my hope for all things. Amen.
“Give us today the food we need”
 Psalm 103:15-17 NLT