What is man that you are mindful of him? What is the essence of his days that you notice them? We are all but matches in the wind, quickly lit and quickly snuffed. Here today and gone tommorow, we leave no imprint, no legacy upon the earth for all we do will be wiped away by the torrents of time.
We strive and work out our weary days and maybe better our time, or better the future but that is all for naught, the sun will die, the earth will return to vapor, and the universe will end, and for what do we labor? for what do we strive? NOTHING! We labor and work away what precious few days we have and accomplish nothing!
Thanks be to God that we dont matter at all. If the measure of our existance relied on what we have done, then we would be nothing, but praise be to Christ Jesus, that all we have hope for and all that we are is found in Christ Jesus. We are nothing, Christ is everything!