I thought, “Wisdom is better than foolishness, just as light is better than darkness. For the wise can see where they are going, but fools walk in the dark.”Yet I saw that the wise and the foolish share the same fate. Both will die. So I said to myself, “Since I will end up the same as the fool, whatʼs the value of all my wisdom? This is all so meaningless!” For the wise and the foolish both die. The wise will not be remembered any longer than the fool. In the days to come, both will be forgotten. Ecclesiastes 2.13-16 (NLT)
“Are we there yet?”
What of the joy of the trip?
Why obsess with the end result?
Can we not see the beauty as we pass?
Can we not build experiences and experience
joys?
Why do we focus only on the end?
If the reward is all it’s about,
why do we try so hard
to postpone it?
God, don’t let me wish my life away.
Show me the sights I would miss if I don’t pay
attention
to
today.
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| A Time for Verse: Poetic Ponderings on Ecclesiastes by Barbara B. Rollins |
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