p. 16 | All Flesh Is Grass

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 6, 1902

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 28, No. 32.

All Flesh Is Grass

God does not degrade humanity by calling it grass; He places it on no lower level. He does not mar or stain it in the least. He tells of its true condition: "All flesh is grass." How frail and weak it is; how it is blown about by every wind oftentimes beaten down to the ground. How short is its life. To-day it is in the field alive and green; to-morrow it is cut down and withered. How utterly hopeless it is as a support, a stay, a dependence in any form. It is eaten and trodden down by the wild beast; it is ruined by flood, it is burned by fire. Truly the man would be foolish who preferred it to the enduring, living life-giving Rock.