Nothing accentuates the fact more than records of genealogy. I have a record of ancestry that goes back to the 1600 s. The significant data is available for generations birth dates, names and deaths. It is a priceless treasure. But when I see my name, followed now by my son's, I am reminded how very brief is my little span of time.
Life is short.
Our four year old granddaughter was sobbing her heart out the other day. Perceptive enough, true. But also quite humorous. Typically, this is hardly the usual world of our granddaughter. The Bible speaks pointedly of it.