Summary: Life is preparation for death. How you administer your life now determines God's response to you and your place in the world to come.
“Be not afraid when a man becomes rich,
when the glory of his house increases.
For when he dies he will carry nothing away;
his glory will not go down after him.
For though, while he lives, he counts himself blessed
—and though you get praise when you do well for yourself—
his soul will go to the generation of his fathers,
who will never again see light.
Man in his pomp yet without understanding is like the beasts that perish.” 
Epitaphs provide rich evidence that mankind does have a sense of humour. At least that is the case for those merry souls who have died in Canada and the United States. On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia is an epitaph that reads:
Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102
The Good Die Young
He sounds as if he was an interesting man.
Lester Moore, a Wells Fargo station agent in Tombstone, Arizona, was shot and killed during a robbery. His grave marker, located in Boothill Cemetery, reads:
Here lies Lester Moore,
Four slugs from a forty-four.
In Ruidoso, New Mexico, the gravestone of John Yeast states:
Here lies John Yeast,
Pardon me for not rising.
In Uniontown, Pennsylvania, a tombstone of a man killed in a vehicle crash is inscribed with the following statement:
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake,
Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.
A favourite memorial statement in my estimate is recorded on a headstone in Thurmont, Maryland; it reads simply:
Here lies an atheist,
All dressed up and,
No place to go.
On a grave from the 1880’s in Nantucket, Massachusetts is an epitaph that speaks of confidence in what follows this life.
Under the sod and under the trees
Lies the body of Jonathan Pease
He is not here, there’s only the pod:
Pease shelled out and went to God.
Each of us faces the prospect of having an epitaph inscribed on a piece of granite. How will your epitaph read? How will you be remembered? If the Master delays His return, each of us listening to this message will taste death. Barring the Master’s return as He has promised, death is the destiny of each of us. The only monuments that we will leave with lasting value are the memories of those who have known us and the impact of our lives on others. The memory of who we were, the memory resulting from the impact of our character will have greater endurance than all our possessions.
The FORTY-NINTH PSALM focuses on death. The Psalmist reminds readers that God alone is capable of providing a ransom for the soul of an individual. He forces us, in the tenth verse, to consider the common fate of all mankind. The wise man, the foolish and the stupid alike die. Wealth and great assets are meaningless when death comes. Arriving at the final strophe, the Psalmist leaves us with valuable insight. That portion of this excellent Psalm is the focus of our attention in this hour.
Nearly all commentators divide this Psalm into five parts. The first four verses form an introduction. Verses five through nine speak of the foolishness of trusting riches. Verses ten through twelve remind us of the inevitability of death. Verses 13 through 15 provide a contrast between those who trust riches and those who trust God. The final strophe, which serves as our text, is an appeal to be wise concerning wealth.