Life is transient

It’s brief but it is sweet;

There are many beautiful moments

With wonderful souls we meet.

But all flesh is as grass

Green and tender at its best,

That’s eventually mowed or withered

Through many trials and tests.

All man’s glory is temporary

And despite all accolades,

Like the flower of the grass they’ll fade

With all contributions made.

Because we’re not created for our glory

Only God can hold this position,

And once we get this revelation

We’re inspired to make wiser decisions.

The glory of man is like a flower

It is prominent but it will fall,

And the only thing standing that is sure and steady

Is when God our name He calls.

The grass withers and the flower falls away

But God’s word can never fade;

It endures forever with all its wise counsel

So spiritually strong we’re made.

We spin, we toil, we labor

But the question always remains,

As to what the deeper motive is

And what in the end will it gain?

Are we building God’s kingdom

Or our own indeed?

As the final outcome will reveal

The fruit along with its seed.

Unless our soul is transformed

And renewed by His eternal touch,

We have coveted and laboured in vain indeed

When in the end won’t amount to much.

God’s glory will always remain

It is pure, reliable and forever;

Let’s be grafted into His vine

So our roots are never severed.

Because unless our foundation

Is built on His rock and soil,

All our achievements, plans and dreams

Will eventually spoil.

Vanity of vanities says the preacher

And grasping for mere wind,

Let’s make this life count for God

To ensure we’re spiritually ready within.

(C) P.B. 2020

“All flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of the grass.  The grass withers and its flower falls away, but the word of the Lord endures forever.”  1 Peter 1:24-25