Here’s a sobering Psalm for us to ponder.

“I said, I will watch my ways and keep my tongue from sin; I will put a muzzle on my mouth while in the presence of the wicked.

So I remained utterly silent, not even saying anything good. But my anguish increased; my heart grew hot within me.
While I meditated, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue:

Show me, Lord, my life’s end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is.

You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Everyone is but a breath, even those who seem secure.

Surely everyone goes around like a mere phantom; in vain they rush about, heaping up wealth without knowing whose it will finally be.

But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you. Save me from all my transgressions; do not make me the scorn of fools.”
Psalm 39: 1-8 (NIV).