Rant of the Day: Existence Itself

Mundane. Mundane. It is all so mundane. 


We work to survive, only to survive so that we can work to survive. Fingers to the bone, we work, when do we get to live?
Fight, fight, we fight to have a place on this earth. Fight to pay our bonds, fight to pay for fuel to get to work to survive. Fight to eat, and fight to breathe, fight to wake up every morning. Fight, fight, I'm so tired of fighting. I just want to have the strength to help someone else for a change. 


There must be more than this.
There must be more! 


Ecclesiastes 1 vs 2
'Meaningless! Meaningless!' says the Teacher. 
'Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.'


So I dream. I dream of more. 
More time. 
More people. 
More ministry.
More peace.
More dreams. 


I dream of making dreams happen. I dream of leaving a footprint on this planet. Not a carbon footprint, a good footprint. 


Exodus 14 vs 14
The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.


And then, when my dreams seem so far away, so unreachable, almost implausible... I feel frustrated, and I write depressing blogs that rant about the meaninglessness of every day existence. 


Existence, not life. 


Life is beautiful. 


Psalm 23 vs 5-6
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil; 
My cup runs over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me (pursue, chase, hunt me down)
all the days of my life (until the very last day, the day I die).
Forever. (Forever. And ever. Even after I die. Yes, even then.)


Where am I going? 
I don't know. 
But don't count me out yet fellow inhabitants of this planet, because I have a dream.