There is nothing better for a person than that he should eat and drink and find enjoyment in his toil.
Ecclesiastes has been kicking me in the face lately. When I read it, I am always transported to a time when I am old and reflecting on my life. How will I view myself at this point in my life? What will I think of the decisions I made, the things I devoted my time to? Will I view them as vanity, a mere chasing after the wind? Or, will I remember fondly how I was content and enjoyed where I was, enjoyed the life I was living?
If life is but our story unfolding over time (or better yet the story of God redeeming us over time), why are we in such a rush to reach the happily ever after? What will happen then? Why can we not enjoy the journey? Is it because we don’t know the road, and we fear that unknown? Is it because we do know the end, and we are impatient?
These are the thoughts that have been filling my head all week long. I want to be a person that enjoys the present, whether it be painstakingly difficult or the easiest thing I have ever done, dramatic or simple, beautiful or a bit of a mess. I don’t want to lack vision, but also I don’t want my ideas and imagination ruin the reality that is today. This is real Carpe Diem stuff, guys! Sieze the day.
As hokey as it all sounds, I can’t help but imagine how much more content I would be if I stopped looking for the rest, peace, “happiness” in my journey and started just enjoying the ride. Its the only life I will ever have. Better soak in every moment and not let one pass without being grateful to be alive.