For when dreams increase and words grow many, there is vanity; but God is the one you must fear. -- Ecclesiastes 5:7
It has been a busy week despite the fact that I took a
couple of days of vacation following the Monday holiday, or maybe that’s the
reason it has seemed busy. I have
covered quite a bit of ground, without accomplishing much in a tangible
way. Yet, I think that what I did had
value. I spent time with people that I
love and did what I could to make them happy and to draw out their
laughter.
“God is the one” – yes, we must fear Him as we fear a loving
father, fear that our attention will wander, that we will be distracted by the
baubles and din of Vanity Fair and lose track of Him, not be able to hear His
voice above or through the stridency of the world’s shouting and pot-beating. He is the One.
Here in this valley town, the circus has arrived, and we all
go out to see the sights. They fascinate
and transfix, glow and fade and swirl.
Over here and over there are urgent calls, what we might miss if we don’t
run, hither and yon.
The waterfall is inspiring and delightful to behold. Not much lives in the falls, and those who
pass through risk destruction. It serves
its purpose, for winnowing, breaking, and even death have their times. The river is one, and there is life where the
waters run deep and still.
