what maketh

As I continue on my reading of the Ecclesiastial chapters, I continue to stand amaze at how, really, there are so many things that are meaningless. That we so often spend our time worrying and fretting and hating and all the whole she-bang- only to have trod a path that leads to meaninglessness. We serve to bring to justice the injustices that we believe to have served against us, we attempt to right the wrongs that this life seems to have acursed us, to win back the cruel hand we bemoan has been dealt to us, we even strive to rationalise, to fix things, to make things right in a bid to win some form of moral victory.

"God brings to judgement both the righteous and the wicked,
for there will be a time for every activity, a time for every deed." (Ecc 3:17)

For at the end of the day, there is a time for everything- everything happens in His time, in His season, in His plans and at the curx of all that, at the heart of the matter, at the confluence of all our faith, morality, humanity and love lies the soul of who we are: the core that so deeply defines us, our beliefs and our actions.

A soul that is-as May writes on her blog...
Dead in sin.
Saved by grace.
Living in hope.
Walking in faith
Surviving on a prayer.