Summary: So much of our life's vital energies are spent on efforts that have no lasting value...
Making Life Count For Something
1- Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.
2- Wherefore do ye spend money for [that which is] not bread? and your labour for [that which] satisfieth not? hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye [that which is] good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness.
Eccl 12:8 (NIV) "Meaningless! Meaningless!" says the Teacher.
"Everything is meaningless!"
9 Not only was the Teacher wise, but also he imparted knowledge to the people. He pondered and searched out and set in order many proverbs.
10 The Teacher searched to find just the right words, and what he wrote was upright and true.
11 The words of the wise are like goads, their collected sayings like firmly embedded nails--given by one Shepherd.
12 Be warned, my son, of anything in addition to them.
Of making many books there is no end, and much study wearies the body.
13 Now all has been heard;
here is the conclusion of the matter:
Fear God and keep his commandments,
for this is the whole [duty] of man.
When I was a homeowner, I had a yard...that’s a yard as opposed to a lawn. The difference between the two is found in their composition and appearance. A yard is composed of some grass, lots of weeds, and is usually not too tidy or trim. A lawn, on the other hand, is grass; green, rich grass...weedless, well watered, about an inch and a half in height...yeah...I had a yard.
But I discovered that I actually might have been one the “save the planet” side of things. Yup! I’ve found that tree huggers considered my yard an “organic lawn”! That’s right! Organic! Now there’s a word that carries a lot of clout nowadays. Yes, an organic lawn. Of course, there are requirements in order for the earth firsters to accept a lawn as organic; not just every lawn qualifies, I’m afraid. An organic lawn must be unsprayed, unfertilized, unwatered, and oh yes, uncut. Just call me Mr. Natural.
You know, there’s a tremendous amount of social prestige in having a nice lawn, and a tremendous amount of pressure as well. Had a neighbor one time who had a perfect lawn. I don’t have to describe it for you; you’ve already got the picture in your heads. He was always kind of glancing over sideways at my yard...and I’m almost positive that I could hear him sniff with disdain over the purring of his electric mower. That lawn was his life’s work. He was retired, and spent hour after hour making his square of green look like something out of a golfing magazine. Yeah, lots of pressure there.
I’m almost convinced that the whole thing is the result of some international, corporate plot, after all, lawns had originally be the marque of wealth and prestige. But over the past 150 years the concept of having a lawn has been popularized. Grasses have been developed; the lawn mower, rubber hoses, sprinklers, chemical fertilizers, herbicides, and pesticides have all been invented, manufactured, and marketed. So where God had originally planted dandelions, violets, clover, thistle, and other stuff, which are tough, and grow anywhere without care, and attract butterflies, honey bees, and songbirds, we dig it all up and plant...grass.