Let’s face it. Everything we do in this world is plagued by impermanence. Our own mortality – that nagging, irritating, upcoming appointment with death – can bring a sad sense of dissatisfaction to anything we hope will endure. “All flesh is grass,” says the prophet. “The people are grass.” That’s us.  

The voice said, ‘Cry out!’
And he said, ‘What shall I cry?’
‘All flesh is grass,
And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
Because the breath of the Lord blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
But the word of our God stands forever.'”
          – Isaiah 40:6-8 (NKJV)

Because we mortals cannot keep going, the best we can hope for is to latch onto something that will outlast us – something like the Word of God. The Bible; let’s devote ourselves to it. The Scriptures; let’s keep them ever before our eyes. God’s thoughts, God’s words; let’s fill our minds with them…

Having been born again, not of corruptible seed but incorruptible, through the word of God which lives and abides forever, because

    ‘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 1:23-25 (NKJV)