One of my favorite psalms is the 103rd. I especially love the contrast between the feebleness and temporary nature of man and God's steadfast love that is eternal.
When I read this psalm, in my mind's eye I see a small family burial plot near Wolfeboro, New Hampshire. At the top of a small, grassy knoll stand four small evergreen shrubs, swaying in the wind. In the middle of the shrubs, encircled by a low wrought-iron fence, are two headstones. The long, dry grass has grown over the rough stones. The hot wind covers these markers with grass and leaves. This is all that is left to remember two lives.
When I read this psalm, in my mind's eye I see a small family burial plot near Wolfeboro, New Hampshire. At the top of a small, grassy knoll stand four small evergreen shrubs, swaying in the wind. In the middle of the shrubs, encircled by a low wrought-iron fence, are two headstones. The long, dry grass has grown over the rough stones. The hot wind covers these markers with grass and leaves. This is all that is left to remember two lives.
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.
But the steadfast love 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 remember to do his commandments.
Psalm 103:15-18
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