old chap

Ecclesiastes Chapter 4

13 Better a poor but wise youth than an old but foolish king who no longer knows how to take warning. 14 The youth may have come from prison to the kingship, or he may have been born in poverty within his kingdom. 15 I saw that all who lived and walked under the sun followed the youth, the king's successor. 16 There was no end to all the people who were before them. But those who came later were not pleased with the successor. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

poor ecclesiastes. so much wisdom, and yet so much sarcasm. so much hopelessness.
I feel this way sometimes. Not the wise part, but the sarcasm among wise things because I feel so far away from the best. I feel like if I can't be all things to all people it's a waste of time.

He saw me striving. And He chose the nails anyway.

I guess all I can trust is that souls matter, I matter, He matters, and nothing else matters. He walks us out of the jails we put ourselves in. He deals with our embarassment and shame and feelings of worthlessness and takes it upon Himself.

And when I remember this I sound less like the meaningless nature of Ecclesiastes and more like the poor youth who is wise enough to become a king's successor.