Listen, the psalm says, and it's speaking to everybody. Rich and poor, great and small. Everyone needs to hear this wisdom about death. I appreciate that the psalmist refuses to let us escape this conversation through status or wealth. Money doesn't buy immortality. Your accomplishments don't either.
Where I live, we spend enormous energy protecting ourselves from this reality. We accumulate, we build legacies, we create retirement plans. These things aren't wrong necessarily, but they can become a way of running from the truth. We all die. Everything we build will belong to someone else.
Yet there's something liberating in the message. If death comes for everyone equally, then maybe the way we live matters more than what we accumulate. Maybe leaving behind goodness is what counts. Maybe the relationships we tend matter more than the houses we build. The psalm speaks a hard truth that actually frees us to live more generously.
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