Many times, we think we know what will bring us happiness. The author of Ecclesiastes tries it all – but in the end, he comes up empty. What is the secret to a fulfilled life? The answer is not found in all the places we tend to look.
2 I said to myself, “Come now, I will test you with pleasure to find out what is good.” But that also proved to be meaningless. 2 “Laughter,” I said, “is madness. And what does pleasure accomplish?” 3 I tried cheering myself with wine, and embracing folly—my mind still guiding me with wisdom. I wanted to see what was good for people to do under the heavens during the few days of their lives.
4 I undertook great projects: I built houses for myself and planted vineyards. 5 I made gardens and parks and planted all kinds of fruit trees in them. 6 I made reservoirs to water groves of flourishing trees. 7 I bought male and female slaves and had other slaves who were born in my house. I also owned more herds and flocks than anyone in Jerusalem before me. 8 I amassed silver and gold for myself, and the treasure of kings and provinces. I acquired male and female singers, and a harem[a] as well—the delights of a man’s heart. 9 I became greater by far than anyone in Jerusalem before me. In all this my wisdom stayed with me.
10 I denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
I refused my heart no pleasure.
My heart took delight in all my labor,
and this was the reward for all my toil.
11 Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.
Heavenly Father, You have placed eternity in the heart of man. You have put a desire within our spirit for holiness and righteousness and You have developed a thirst, deep within our being for a more intimate fellowship with the true and living God.
Lord, there is no-one but You that can satisfy the aching need in the heart of man. There is nobody but You Lord, that can quench the spiritual yearning I have for You. There is none but You that can satisfy the spiritual thirst I have for You and the deep yearning within to know You more
I lift up my hands to worship You and pray that You mould me into the person that You would have me to be. Father, You are the Potter and I am the clay and I pray that You would take my life and use it in whatever way You choose, to Your praise and glory. In Jesus’ name I pray,