Scripture for Today: Ecclesiastes 1:8 “All things are wearisome, more than one can say. The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing.”
This bizarre bronze statue was created by Bruno Catalano and can be seen in Marseilles, France. The artist, having been a sailor for twenty years, created his idea of a world citizen. Every time he personally left a place, he felt he left pieces of himself behind. Perhaps most everyone can relate as, “Everyone has missing pieces in his life that he won’t find again.” This is a much more artistic way of expressing the lyrics of, “I Left My Heart in San Francisco!”
Today’s verse is something a world traveler may eventually feel. In the beginning of exploring our world, there is much to see, hear and experience. King Solomon had all the resources needed to experience life to the fullest. Every desire to see and hear was fulfilled. And yet those experiences did not fulfill him. The desire to see more is always there. The longing to hear more is never satisfied. There is something missing. The search for something new exotic and different becomes wearisome. It does not fulfill something deep within. There is still an emptiness.
I suppose one could call me a world traveler after having visited close to twenty-five countries. I am privileged to have seen and heard a lot! I know a number of people who are “minimalists” decrying the accumulation of things and instead filling their lives with seeing and hearing experiences. But eventually it all becomes wearisome without that relationship with the Creator. He is the One who fulfills my life, filling in all the empty places.
Thank you Lord that Your love and presence is more satisfying than anything I can see or hear!
Look familiar? This is a repost due to summer ministry.
June 25, 2018 at 8:07 am
This was just for me today. Thanks for the repost:). Praying for you!
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June 25, 2018 at 8:51 am
Thanks, Barb! That means so much to me. Praying you are experiencing relief from pain! XO