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		<title>wandering in Ecclesiastes on a slippery Tuesday&#8230;</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[Ecclesiastes]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Took theWeez to school this morning &#038; slipped &#038; slid all over the road, which had been deceptively hiding its icy-ness from me, causing me to think all was good, right, &#038; safe in the world of driving this a.m. Thankful for AWD Subaru, &#038; for no one in my way when the &#8216;slipperies&#8217; attacked [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Took theWeez to school this morning &#038; slipped &#038; slid all over the road, which had been deceptively hiding its icy-ness from me, causing me to think all was good, right, &#038; safe in the world of driving this a.m. Thankful for AWD Subaru, &#038; for no one in my way when the &#8216;slipperies&#8217; attacked my tires. Goodness. Tricksy road.</p>
<p>Home again, looking at my 18 year old son this morning, watching him wrestle with the weight of the day &#8211; preparing to go to school while not feeling up to par&#8230; but pushing through just the same. For some reason, it inspired me to ponder the &#8220;meaning of life&#8221; stuff&#8230; which of course ends up sooner or later in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ecclesiastes">Ecclesiastes.</a> Read through. Tried to pretend it was my first time through it, to read &#038; receive it fresh. Without the years of familiarity coloring the words, categorizing the <a href="http://www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/jsource/Bible/Ketuvimtoc.html">&#8216;writings&#8217;</a> as that &#8220;bitter &#038; negative&#8221; book in the <a href="http://www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/jsource/Bible/jpstoc.html">Old Testament</a> that says life sucks &#038; most of it is a waste of time, energy, &#038; resource.</p>
<p>And so I prayed for new eyes. And read. And noted what stood out to me. </p>
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<p>The writer, &#8220;The Teacher, son of David, king in Jerusalem,&#8221; writes that &#8220;everything is vanity.&#8221; Some translations say, &#8220;everything is meaningless.&#8221; </p>
<p>And by everything, he means EVERYTHING. And then he tells us about it, as though we are supposed to learn from him &#038; his experience, his attempts to find something, anything of substance in the world that we live in. </p>
<p>So he sought after wisdom &#038; knowledge, only to observe:</p>
<blockquote><p>For in much wisdom, there is vexation, &#038; those who increase knowledge, increase sorrow. 1:18</p></blockquote>
<p>Then he pursued pleasure &#038; the accumulation of stuff. </p>
<blockquote><p>Whatever my eyes desired, I didn&#8217;t not keep from them; I kept my heart from no pleasure, for my heart found pleasure in all my toil, &#038; this was my reward for all my toil. Then I considered all that my hands had done &#038; the toil I had spent in doing it, &#038; again, all was vanity, &#038; a chasing after wind, &#038; there was nothing to be gained under the sun&#8230; the lover of money will not be satisfied with money; nor the lover of wealth with gain. This also is vanity. 2:10,11 &#038; 5:10</p></blockquote>
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<p>Makes me think of different things that people live for, focus upon, chase, even. Education. Wealth. Status (or even the appearance of it.) A title (or 10.) The perception of respect. Entertainment. Pleasure. Accumulation of stuff. .</p>
<p>Might be just that I&#8217;m feeling incredibly rich these days, the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mc8N8zq77oc&#038;feature=related">George Bailey, </a>&#8220;no man is a failure who has friends,&#8221; kind of rich. Watching some crashing &#038; burning of people who&#8217;ve been living the Ecclesiastes-life&#8230; looking for something MORE than they have, pursuing it as hard &#038; fast as they can&#8230; finding vanity. Emptiness. Discontent. Pain.</p>
<p>Makes me want to wrap both hands around contentedness. Thankfulness. Check, &#038; double-check to make sure that I&#8217;m chasing, looking, &#038; paying attention to the  important stuff &#8211; the stuff that lasts. </p>
<p>Knowing Christ. Deep &#038; real relationships with the people in my life. </p>
<p>Not comparing myself to others &#8211; what they have accomplished. The stuff they have. Or bemoaning difficult, negative, or confusing life circumstances. </p>
<p>Embracing a life-focus &#038; life-investment that is worth every penny. </p>
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<p>Last week in LA, we opened our meetings with worship. Simple, 1 guitar &#038; 1 keyboard, with familiar songs. One of them, a blast from 1980, was <a href="http://popup.lala.com/popup/576742244705698991">O Lord, You&#8217;re Beautiful</a> from <a href="http://www.lastdaysministries.org/Groups/1000008644/Last_Days_Ministries/Keith_Green/Keith_Green.aspx">Keith Green</a>. I&#8217;ve been singing it over &#038; over, as a prayer&#8230; which is how I think it was written.</p>
<p>Thanks Keith. </p>
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<p>Rain goes with coffee. </p>
<p>So say we all.</p>
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