The other day I came across some interesting epitaphs. There is one in Nevada which reads: “Here lays Butch, we planted him raw. He was quick on the trigger, but slow on the draw.” This one is in Georgia: “I told you I was sick!” What about the one in Mary- land: “Here lies an atheist, all dressed up and no place to go.” There are two worth noting in South Carolina: “He fought a good fight, but his knife was dull”; “Where she is, is better than where she was.” But there is one in England that hits too close to home: “Dead at 30; buried at 60.”[1]

Epitaphs reveal a truth that we all must face. This truth is that all of us will leave a legacy. When we die, we will leave some kind of lasting mark which will reflect what we did with our precious time on earth. This comes as a sobering truth t…