Vapors...
Generations come and Generations go…
The Sun Rises and the Sun Sets…
The world is wearisome. The eye is not satisfied with seeing. The ear is not satisfied with hearing.
There is nothing new under the sun.
There is no remembrance. From the people of the past to the people of the future. No one ever remembers what came before or at least learns the lessons of those who walked the same paths.
What advantage is my work in the grand scheme of things? The earth keeps moving. The sun keeps setting. Everything is Vapor…
Humanity keeps doing the same things over and over. There is no real progress. Man does nothing really new. Everything is a Vapor.
From Adam and Eve to Ananias and Sapphira, we keep looking for what is desiring to the eye. We keep deciding what is good. But why are the things I define as good are so often what my heart turns to in worship? Whether person, place, or thing… everything I desire will fade away. Everything is Vapor.
But God…
Jesus. God in Flesh. God dwelling among us. God moving into our neighborhood.
He showed us how to build our house on solid ground. A house made of more than Vapor. A temple made of what is solid. Of what lasts. Of what is eternal.
While the pursuit of wisdom, knowledge, and love walk down paths of pain and a broken heart. They are paths that down into depths that many choose not to descend into. We keep seeking for how wide our individual kingdoms can be. We forget to seek for how deep Yahweh's Kingdom reaches.
The paths bring clarity. Like being able to see the vapors for what they are. Vapors. The paths reveal that humankind, life, and myself have been seeking a lie. The lie that vapors are desiring to the eye. They are good. But that is not new.
The clarity breaks your heart for humankind. For those in your nation. For your neighbors. For Friends. Family. Brothers and Sisters.
The same Vandalism of creation, in the beginning, is the same Vandalism I commit daily. Nothing New.
But as I walk into more clarity, I abide more in love.
And the deeper I abide in Love, the more I am afflicted.
To Love as King Jesus loved is to take my armor off to be vulnerable with people.
To offer Pure unfiltered Love as Abba Father, will mean heartbreak.
But when the armor is off, I am learning to Love better. I am learning how to King Jesus Loves me.
I often wear my armor.
But Jesus is helping take it off.
And I am learning to Love more as he Loved.
To Abide with Love as he had.
To walk the Paths as he walked them.
There are still idols around that my heart seeks to worship. There are still idols that humanity and life seek.
The sun rises and the sun sets.
Generations come and Generations Go.
Vapors…
But Love remains.
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