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Autumn is a melancholy time of year. If you've been watching my weekly videos, you will have noticed the lovely colours of leaves growing a darker red and gold each week. But with this beauty comes an ever-increasing sense of finality. Things are essentially preparing for death. Animals store nuts in caches, pile on body fat before their winter sleep, trees withdraw their support for their leaves, which fall sadly to the ground. Annuals wither, stung by the shock of frost; perennials, too, left with only the hope to return in spring. The sky is constantly overcast, cold rains fall, the distant woods look like dark bones on the horizon.

It's also a time when, depending on your tradition, you remember the saints who came before you, or if you're outside of the faith, perhaps you fear Halloween's ghouls of death.

It seems an appropriate time to consider our own lives. It seems proper to stop and contemplate the way we're living. There is no better time to weigh our values against the truth of eternity.

In Psalm 49, those ancient musicians known as the Sons of Korah, sing about this very thing. They refer to it as a riddle: Why is it, they ask, that wealth is dispensed the way it is? Why do the affluent often believe that their riches can save them, or that it somehow sets them apart from the poor?

This Psalm reminds us that we are very much like the animals: our bodies will die, and spend the rest of eternity rotting away in the grave. Our wealth cannot save us from this inevitability.

The pull to earn more money, to acquire more belongings, to achieve higher status, to win coveted fame, and to keep more for oneself: this desire is very strong. However true wealth should be measured carefully, sensibly. We should examine our investments not by what we have, but by what we do, by who we are, by how we love.

A person's greed for wealth will be the root of their downfall. This Psalm teaches us that the purpose of one's life on earth is to enhance spiritual development and to prepare for the world to come.

Let me be direct: where does your treasure lay? Are you storing it up on earth, where moth and rust destroy, or where thieves break in and steal, or rather, are you saving it away in heaven, where it is a credit to you forever?

Amen.

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Psalm 49
The Folly of Trust in Riches
To the leader. Of the Korahites. A Psalm.
1 Hear this, all you peoples;
give ear, all inhabitants of the world,
2 both low and high,
rich and poor together.
3 My mouth shall speak wisdom;
the meditation of my heart shall be understanding.
4 I will incline my ear to a proverb;
I will solve my riddle to the music of the harp.
5 Why should I fear in times of trouble,
when the iniquity of my persecutors surrounds me,
6 those who trust in their wealth
and boast of the abundance of their riches?
7 Truly, no ransom avails for one’s life,
there is no price one can give to God for it.
8 For the ransom of life is costly,
and can never suffice,
9 that one should live on for ever
and never see the grave.
10 When we look at the wise, they die;
fool and dolt perish together
and leave their wealth to others.
11 Their graves are their homes for ever,
their dwelling-places to all generations,
though they named lands their own.
12 Mortals cannot abide in their pomp;
they are like the animals that perish.
13 Such is the fate of the foolhardy,
the end of those who are pleased with their lot.
Selah
14 Like sheep they are appointed for Sheol;
Death shall be their shepherd;
straight to the grave they descend,
and their form shall waste away;
Sheol shall be their home.
15 But God will ransom my soul from the power of Sheol,
for he will receive me.
Selah
16 Do not be afraid when some become rich,
when the wealth of their houses increases.
17 For when they die they will carry nothing away;
their wealth will not go down after them.
18 Though in their lifetime they count themselves happy
—for you are praised when you do well for yourself—
19 they will go to the company of their ancestors,
who will never again see the light.
20 Mortals cannot abide in their pomp;
they are like the animals that perish.

New Revised Standard Version Bible: Anglicised Edition, copyright © 1989, 1995 the Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

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