Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end, it leads to death. (Proverbs 16:24–25, NIV 1984).
I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind. (Ecclesiastes 1:14, NIV 1984).
My Musing – “Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend, but just what the truth is I can’t say in the end. So, we decide which is right and which is an illusion. Then we look back and lament at another day’s useless energy spent, never reaching the truth. So, I breathe deep the gathering gloom and watch the lights fade that spell my doom.” (Adapted from “Nights in White Satin,” Moody Blues). What uplifting sentiments. Not.
The world offers pleasant words that seem sweet as the honeycomb and healing to the bones. But when seriously challenged, they are merely thoughts that cannot be defended. Unable to say what is truth, we decide on our own truth. It seems right, but it is an illusion that leads only to death. Leaving us to lament. Useless energy spent on chasing after the wind. The light fades. Gloom gathers. It has all been meaningless, spelling our doom. “In the end, it leads to death.”
My Advice – “What is truth?” Not what the world offers. Jesus said, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 14:6, NIV 1984). When you go through Him, “it leads to [life].”
The Brew Is A Musing 