The Measure Of My Days

A reflection on Psalm 39:

Stephen King once said that the difference between J. K Rowling and Stephenie Meyers is that in one hundred years we will only remember one of them.
While I chuckle at and tend to agree with this sentiment, I wonder how it makes Ms. Meyers feel. Does she see her infamy coming? Has she resigned her aspirations for literary immortality? Is she ok with the fact that she and her work will someday be forgotten?
This is the sentiment echoed in Psalm 39: What is the measure of my days? Make me know my end. Let me know how fleeting I am.
And so we tweet, we write, we record a podcast, we post a picture or a video on instagram, knowing it will barely be remembered long enough to be forgotten. Or perhaps we don’t do it to be remembered, but simply to remind ourselves that we are alive, regardless of how fleeting our life may be.

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Words: Jim Kast-Keat
Image: Jim Kast-Keat
Music: Dexter Britain