The five-night starless trek to the land of the revolutionaries is now taking its toll. I could now understand their travails then and the why’s and wherefores of their passion for freedom in full.
With an eye in the sky and the clouds at shoulder level, you can’t help it but admit that life is fragile. You can do nothing but leave your life to the hands of the One who also holds the life of someone who holds the life of the proud and mighty iron eagle. As sure death awaits everyone who’s under the eagle’s belly if one system malfunctioned anywhere in the bird’s part and parcel.
Or what if as we fly the Supreme Judge repeals the law on aerodynamics to immediately enforce the law of gravity? People are powerless if God would impose His will on anything as there’ll be nothing of help or remedy.
And from there we’ll realize that all our striving for personal glory and honor will end up for nothing. As a life apart from Him would be a wasted life because of the fullness of its folly and sins. We strive to live for what, for fortune and fame, for men’s accolades, for temporary power by instilling in them great fear? We may acquire those things in our lifetime but we forget that the same would be around only for a season, my dear.
And in our lonesome we’ll figure out everything in this world would be of no value and all our labor is in vain. All that we worked for ourselves will not be worth it and we kept the money for nothing. Then suddenly you feel tired and the pain all over your body. Ahh, the joys of our struggle for almost eternity.
And as you lie in bed to ease your feeling, you heard the Beatles’ “All You Need Is Love” and thought it would be a better soothing balm if not the best. But then you realize later the message conveyed by the Fab Four is wrong ‘coz after every endeavor, at the end of the day, you forget about everything, all you need is rest.
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