Ecclesiastes Chapter 2
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"I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure: and, behold, this also is vanity. "
"I said to myself, "Come on then, let me test you with pleasure - go ahead and enjoy yourself." But look, this too turned out to be fleeting and empty."
I'm not against your joy - watch what I do at wedding feasts and dinner tables. But I want you to notice, as this man did, when you're using pleasure to try to answer a question it was never built to answer.
"I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it? "
"I said of laughter, "This is foolish," and of pleasure, "What does this actually accomplish?""
Enjoy a good laugh with your friends - I certainly did. Just don't ask laughter to carry a weight it was never designed to carry; that job belongs to something deeper.
"I sought in mine heart to give myself unto wine, yet acquainting mine heart with wisdom; and to lay hold on folly, till I might see what was that good for the sons of men, which they should do under the heaven all the days of their life. "
"I decided to indulge myself with wine - while still keeping my mind clear with wisdom - and to embrace some foolishness, to find out what's actually worthwhile for people to do with their few days of life."
If you're going to experiment with what makes life good, do it with your eyes open, not numbed out. I'd rather you learn honestly from your choices than drift through them unconscious of what they're teaching you.
"I made me great works; I builded me houses; I planted me vineyards: "
"I undertook huge projects: I built myself houses, planted vineyards for myself."
Building and creating are good gifts - I'm not against ambition. But watch whether everything you build points back only to yourself, or whether it's also given away, shared, offered to others.
"I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits: "
"I made gardens and parks for myself, and planted every kind of fruit tree in them."
Beauty is a genuine gift from me, worth enjoying. Just notice, as this man eventually did, that even the loveliest garden can't by itself answer the question of what you're here for.
"I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees: "
"I built reservoirs of water for myself, to irrigate my growing groves of trees."
Whatever you build, build it well - that's a form of honouring the work I've given you. But keep asking who it's ultimately for; work poured out only for yourself eventually feels hollow, however impressive it looks.
"I got me servants and maidens, and had servants born in my house; also I had great possessions of great and small cattle above all that were in Jerusalem before me: "
"I acquired male and female servants, and had others born into my household as slaves; I also owned huge herds and flocks, more than anyone in Jerusalem before me."
I notice who gets treated as property and who gets treated as a person in stories like this - and I came to lift up the servant, not to celebrate the pile-up of possessions and status. Measure your life by how you treat people, not by how many you command.
"I gathered me also silver and gold, and the peculiar treasure of kings and of the provinces: I gat me men singers and women singers, and the delights of the sons of men, as musical instruments, and that of all sorts. "
"I also collected silver and gold, the treasures of kings and provinces; I acquired male and female singers, and all the pleasures people enjoy - every kind of luxury."
I watched a rich man once who had everything and still walked away sad because he couldn't let go of it. Wealth isn't the enemy, but grasping it as your source of security always ends the same way - empty hands, eventually.
"So I was great, and increased more than all that were before me in Jerusalem: also my wisdom remained with me. "
"So I became greater and wealthier than anyone who had ruled in Jerusalem before me - and through it all, my wisdom stayed with me."
You can enjoy success without losing yourself in it - stay awake to what it's actually doing to your heart as you go, not just afterwards.
"And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them, I withheld not my heart from any joy; for my heart rejoiced in all my labour: and this was my portion of all my labour. "
"I denied myself nothing my eyes wanted, and I didn't hold back my heart from any pleasure - my heart found joy in all my hard work, and this joy was my reward for all that labour."
I'm glad when you find joy in your work and in good things - don't feel guilty about that pleasure. Just hold it loosely, as a gift for today, not as proof that you've found your ultimate purpose.
"Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do: and, behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun. "
"Then I looked at everything my hands had made, all the effort I'd put into it - and there it was: all of it fleeting, like chasing wind, with nothing really gained from it under the sun."
However much you achieve, there will come a moment of standing back and asking "and then what?" I don't want that moment to devastate you - I want it to point you towards me, because I'm the "and then what" that doesn't run dry.
"And I turned myself to behold wisdom, and madness, and folly: for what can the man do that cometh after the king? even that which hath been already done. "
"Then I turned to consider wisdom, madness, and foolishness again - because really, what can the next king do that hasn't already been done?"
You don't need to reinvent the search for meaning from scratch, alone, exhausted. Others have walked this road before you, and I've already walked it too - lean on that instead of thinking you have to solve it all yourself.
"Then I saw that wisdom excelleth folly, as far as light excelleth darkness. "
"Then I recognised that wisdom really is better than foolishness, in the same way that light is better than darkness."
Don't throw away wisdom just because it isn't a magic cure-all. Keep choosing light over darkness in the small, daily decisions - that choice still matters, even while the bigger questions stay open.
"The wise man’s eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in darkness: and I myself perceived also that one event happeneth to them all. "
"The wise person can actually see where they're going, while the fool stumbles around in the dark - but I also realised that the same fate comes to both of them in the end."
Being wise doesn't put you above anyone else - we all arrive at the same door eventually. Let that keep you humble rather than superior, especially towards those who haven't had your advantages.
"Then said I in my heart, As it happeneth to the fool, so it happeneth even to me; and why was I then more wise? Then I said in my heart, that this also is vanity. "
"Then I said to myself, "What happens to the fool will happen to me too - so what was the point of all my extra wisdom?" And I concluded that this too is fleeting and empty."
If you've ever worked hard to do the right thing and wondered "what's the point, we all end up the same," I hear you. I'm not going to pretend that feeling is irrational - I'm going to show you, later in this story, that death is not actually the final word it appears to be.
"For there is no remembrance of the wise more than of the fool for ever; seeing that which now is in the days to come shall all be forgotten. And how dieth the wise man? as the fool. "
"The wise person isn't remembered any longer than the fool - everything happening now will eventually be forgotten. And the wise man dies exactly like the fool does."
Stop building your life around being remembered by people - most of them won't remember you, and that's not a tragedy, it's just true. Build it instead around being known and loved by me, which doesn't fade with time.
"Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and vexation of spirit. "
"So I came to hate life, because everything done under the sun felt burdensome to me - all of it fleeting, like chasing the wind."
When you hate life, I don't turn away from you or demand you fake cheerfulness. I sit with you in it, exactly as I sat with grief in Gethsemane. Despair spoken honestly is not a failure of faith - it's often the beginning of real faith.
"Yea, I hated all my labour which I had taken under the sun: because I should leave it unto the man that shall be after me. "
"Yes, I came to hate all the hard work I'd done under the sun, because I have to leave it all to whoever comes after me."
Hold what you build with open hands, not a clenched fist - because you were never going to keep permanent control of it anyway. What you can control is how you love and give while you're here; that's the part that's genuinely yours.
"And who knoweth whether he shall be a wise man or a fool? yet shall he have rule over all my labour wherein I have laboured, and wherein I have shewed myself wise under the sun. This is also vanity. "
"And who knows whether that person will be wise or foolish? Yet they'll take control over everything I worked hard for, everything I used my wisdom to build under the sun. This too is fleeting."
Do good work today because it's right to do, not because you can guarantee what happens to it tomorrow. Trust the future - including what happens after you - to me rather than trying to grip it forever.
"Therefore I went about to cause my heart to despair of all the labour which I took under the sun. "
"So I turned to let my heart fall into despair over all the hard work I'd done under the sun."
It's alright to let yourself really feel disappointment instead of rushing past it with a plastered-on smile. I'd rather you grieve honestly than perform a happiness you don't feel.
"For there is a man whose labour is in wisdom, and in knowledge, and in equity; yet to a man that hath not laboured therein shall he leave it for his portion. This also is vanity and a great evil. "
"Because sometimes a person works with wisdom, knowledge, and skill - and then has to leave everything they earned to someone who never worked for it at all. This too is fleeting, and it's a real injustice."
I see unfairness too, and I don't ask you to pretend it doesn't sting. What I ask is that you don't let bitterness over it poison how you treat people - do your honest work anyway, and leave the scales of fairness in my hands.
"For what hath man of all his labour, and of the vexation of his heart, wherein he hath laboured under the sun? "
"So what does a person actually get from all their hard work and the anxious striving of their heart, all that labour under the sun?"
I'm not going to answer this question the way the world does, with more striving. I'm going to answer it in the next few verses of this very book, and later in my own life: rest, gratitude, and presence, not endless anxious effort.
"For all his days are sorrows, and his travail grief; yea, his heart taketh not rest in the night. This is also vanity. "
"All their days are full of pain, and their work is full of grief - even at night, their mind won't rest. This too is fleeting."
If your mind won't rest even at night, that's not a productivity problem to solve with more effort - it's a sign your soul needs rest that only comes from trusting something bigger than your own striving. Bring me your restless nights.
"There is nothing better for a man, than that he should eat and drink, and that he should make his soul enjoy good in his labour. This also I saw, that it was from the hand of God. "
"There's nothing better for a person than to eat, drink, and find real enjoyment in their work - and I saw that even this comes from God's hand."
This is exactly what I'm pointing you towards: don't wait for some grand achievement to finally let yourself enjoy your dinner, your work, your friends today. Receive today's ordinary goodness as a gift from me, not as a prize you have to earn first.
"For who can eat, or who else can hasten hereunto, more than I? "
"For who can really eat, or find enjoyment, apart from what God provides?"
You can't force yourself into contentment by sheer effort - real enjoyment of life is something you receive, gratefully, not something you can manufacture on demand. Ask me for it rather than trying to grind it out yourself.
"For God giveth to a man that is good in his sight wisdom, and knowledge, and joy: but to the sinner he giveth travail, to gather and to heap up, that he may give to him that is good before God. This also is vanity and vexation of spirit. "
"God gives wisdom, knowledge, and joy to the person who pleases him - but to the sinner, he gives the burden of gathering and hoarding, only for it to end up with the one who pleases God. This too is fleeting, like chasing the wind."
Don't spend your life gathering and hoarding out of fear - that's a heavy, joyless way to live. Ask me for wisdom and joy directly; they were always meant to be received as gifts, not stockpiled like treasure.