A wise man once said, “Meaningless, meaningless! Everything is meaningless.” That sentence has been ringing in my ears this entire weekend. Whenever I am on break my mind starts to run away with negative thoughts. I evaluate all that I do and I come up empty. I ask myself, “What really is the point of striving for the goodwill and approval of mankind?” Even deeper yet is the question, “How do I know that I am within the will of God?”
As we balance on this spinning sphere all that makes sense to us is the opposite of what is divinely ordained. To hold on, we must let go. To live, we must be willing to die. To move forward, we are often called to reverse direction. We are required to care enough to not care. Less is more as we attempt to tame the wind.
Yes, all that I do is meaningless if I do it for myself…or even if I do it for others so that they will value me. All that I do must be for the honor and glory of the One who died for me, and even then, I cannot do it so that He will love me more. I must live a constant reminder that there is nothing more to do but live Christ.