Forged By Faith

Ecclesiastes 2:22 NIV The meaning of man For what seems all of human history it’s been something we’ve been insistent upon measuring via material such as money and the mansions we buy with it. These things and their many like have become the goals in our lives, the very ideals for which we dream, the tangible things that we seem to honestly believe will accomplish in us a meaning, a worth, a wealth of the world’s greatest treasures as are treasured by all. And yet it’s within this that we seem to have arrived upon a frame of mind in which all that helps make a life a life is merely whatever most here want. And thus us defined only by what we’re willing to do and actually able to truly get done in order to gain our share of what’s under the sun. But never do we ever seem to stop and wonder why we’re doing what we’re seemingly all but convinced we both should be doing and thus must never stop. Because to stop would pop the proverbial bubble we’ve been building of a life itself bulging du...

Ecclesiastes 2:20 NIV A hopeless design That is sadly what it seems we’re all sure to find as having become the very foundations of our every life. Why? Because to despair is indeed to be here. It seems every day anymore that all we seem to see is that tomorrow has something better in store as our each and every today only seems to show up and all but instantly steal away whatever meager measure of hope or happiness we may have dared to try and have. Simply because it seriously seems as if the entire world is against such things. Rather it seems to me that we all seemingly agree that such outlooks as anger and fear are far more apt to help us find whatever it is that we’re looking for in life. Problem is that we don’t even stop to reconsider what as, well, we’ve not the time to allow such doubt into our mind. No, rather time’s a matter always measured in how fast it’s wasting any time that we’re not stuck chasing after whatever it is that our blind belief in it making our lives better ...

Ecclesiastes 2:17 NIV A life wasted And that upon so much that exists only under the sun that someday, when the sun’s sat, we’ll all look up from all for which we’d toiled and tried only to find that it was all just a lie. For our every life and our every understanding standing presently inside the same is nothing but a confusion designed inside a delusion that continues to demand the very dilution of any and every devotion to anything that isn’t as devoid of meaning as everything is that we’re still here seeing as having so much worth that we still assume that we can buy for our life a meaning. Because the world sells it on shelves now. And we buy it, both all the junk and all the lies that have convinced us we need it. We give our lives and all that is within them, all for which we could use them, all for which we were created to use them to so many other things instead of anything for which they were made. Because surely we don’t truly believe as strongly as it sure seems we might i...

Ecclesiastes 2:18 NIV A wasted life Such is that of any who live it without the Christ. Because without Him, well, what does anything mean? For the overall gravity of this existence where it exists is that we’re all promised to leave it. And this seems then to mean that literally the entire expanse of everything we do while we’re here is all for nothing. It’s all accomplishing only outcomes and achievements that we’re leaving behind. It’s a life being lived unto it all being left. What then can anything matter at all if it’s all just a matter all but fading already? This is truly an understanding entirely too heavy. And indeed, it’s because of this that so many flee from this faith. Because it asks us to accept heaviness such as this. To sit within the reality that all we’ve done up until we meet the Son is nothingness. In fact, it might be even worse than that! Nothing would have been a better goal than so much of whatever else it is that we’ve gone after. Because so much of what we’v...