There was very little I loved more as a child than time spent with my grandfather. As I write this his memory is so vivid, so life like. It has been 12 years since he passed, but I see him. I see the Dallas Cowboys cap atop his salt and pepper head. I see the deep lines around his eyes. I can hear the low timber of his voice, and feel his calloused palm in mine. I swear I almost smell a faint lingering of Old Spice in the air.
He would share stories with me. Memories, actually, from his life. From his experience. And when you live that long you see a lot of life. His stories were sacred to me. They brought me to a place in time that I could never see because they took place long before I was born. Stories from the great depression and WWII. Stories of him falling in love with my grandmother, and how his own mother reacted (some things don’t change no matter what year it it).
When I read Ecclesiastes, it feels a lot like sitting with my grandfather. The sage wisdom of this book is brought to us by a king in the twilight of his life.
Depressing…. Meaningless… Nothingness… Like chasing the wind.
Those are the words used over and over in Ecclesiastes 4. He writes that it is those yet to be born that are the most fortunate, not having had to see the misery and tears this life can bring… depressing.
He mentions the meaninglessness of those who rise to political power in a generation only to be replaced by a younger person later, who will eventually be replaced as well… meaningless.
He states that he has seen that most people are motivated to success by envy of their neighbors… chasing the wind.
But, found amidst the nothingness is something of incredible value: companionship, connection, community,
“A person standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand back-to-back and conquer. Three are even better, for a triple-braided cord is not easily broken.”
When we make the choice to surrender our lives to Christ, we become a child of God. But we are not only made his children. We are also made a brother or sister to an incredibly large family. We can feel that specifically at PCC. We have companionship, connection, community on Sunday mornings and in our small groups and in our areas where we serve. We are all together in this, the children of one heavenly Father. I don’t have to do life alone. I have you and you have me.
Today, I’m incredibly grateful for that.
Thank you lord for our church family. Help us to grow together, to love one another, to serve each other in a way that would honor you. Help us to always give more than we take and love beyond ourselves.