Eccl. 2: 16-17.
16 For there is no remembrance of the wise more than of the fool for ever; seeing that which now is in the days to come shall all be forgotten. And how dieth the wise man? as the fool.
17 Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
I read somewhere that most people are forgotten after about 60 years. Normal, ordinary people, once their children and grandchildren pass off the scene, are easily forgotten. I don’t know if that’s true or not, but it makes sense to me. But does that mean that life is worthless, useless, of no importance?
Apparently not, or God wouldn’t have allowed His only Son to give up His life in behalf of all of us. The truth is, the life that counts the most is the one we have in eternity.
While we are here on earth, though, we influence all the people around us. We certainly influence our children, their children, and perhaps that fourth and fifth generation of children. And the influence we have extends into those lives, and is passed down for generations. So make sure your influence is godly, Bible-centered, and worth bestowing in your children’s children.
I think one of Solomon’s saddest statements is that he hated his life; that all the works he had accomplished were grievous to him; that life is merely vexation and vanity. Was he depressed? My professional judgment says, “Oh, yes, no doubt about it!” The question, then, would be, “But why? He had everything any man could wish for, and more! He was the wisest man in the world! He should have been happy!”
His problem was that he had everything any man could wish for, plus great wisdom. And it brought him only temporary pleasure, because he was out of sorts with God.