Everthing is Meaningless!

I sit in a dark room. As I turn my head, shadows lurk in corners like monsters waiting to pounce. The printer churns, as image after image is inked onto paper. The glare of the computer screen is the only source of light in the darkened room. The monitor is also a way of freeing ones soul, as well as giving light. Escaping a world of troubles and consuming yourself in others problems, surfing the net and chatting to people on the other side of the world. This is what many do, shutting their bedroom doors as their parents fight. Turning on their computers and drowning themselves in the internet.
"Meaningless, meaningless. Everything is meaningless."
Why is it that I have this line echoing in my head at 12:46am? I should be in bed. Yet, I feel an urge to type. And urge to vomit a story, a sermon, a feeling, an emotion, an idea up, and let others read. Dunno why. That sentence "Everything is meaningless" popped up in my head as I was serving my thousandth customer at work tonight.
"Do you have any flybys?" *'meaningless..'*
"That's 35 dollars and 95 cents." *'Everything is meaningless..'*
"Please Swipe your card." *'meaningless...'*
It's quite interesting if I must say so myself. That sentence had been read to me by a minister in a reformed church's bible study last Friday night. Please excuse me as I run to my room and grab my bible. I don't like the version that I have, New King James version. So, I have looked it up on Bible Search, and found in the New International Version, where it talks about "Meaninglessness".

2 "Meaningless! Meaningless!"
       says the Teacher.
       "Utterly meaningless!
       Everything is meaningless."
3 What does man gain from all his labor
       at which he toils under the sun?
4 Generations come and generations go,
       but the earth remains forever.
5 The sun rises and the sun sets,
       and hurries back to where it rises.
6 The wind blows to the south
       and turns to the north;
       round and round it goes,
       ever returning on its course.
7 All streams flow into the sea,
       yet the sea is never full.
       To the place the streams come from,
       there they return again.
8 All things are wearisome,
       more than one can say.
       The eye never has enough of seeing,
       nor the ear its fill of hearing.
9 What has been will be again,
       what has been done will be done again;
       there is nothing new under the sun.
10 Is there anything of which one can say,
       "Look! This is something new"?
       It was here already, long ago;
       it was here before our time.
11 There is no remembrance of men of old,
       and even those who are yet to come
       will not be remembered
       by those who follow.

How sad is that? The teacher also goes on saying that "Wisdom is Meaningless."

18 For with much wisdom comes much sorrow;
       the more knowledge, the more grief.

When I read this, I thought, well, what is there for us to live for? If everything is "Meaningless" then what the heck are we doing here? Isn't the Bible suppose to make us feel good and give us warm fuzzies? This is just plain confusing!
     But no, I understand now. After listening intently to the minister, he gave me my answer. Everything IS meaningless, without God. We are nothing without him. We live for him.

Ecclesiastes 8
1 Who is like the wise man?
       Who knows the explanation of things?
       Wisdom brightens a man's face
       and changes its hard appearance.

Obey the King
2 Obey the king's command, I say, because you took an oath before God. 3 Do not be in a hurry to leave the king's presence. Do not stand up for a bad cause, for he will do whatever he pleases. 4 Since a king's word is supreme, who can say to him, "What are you doing?"
5 Whoever obeys his command will come to no harm,
       and the wise heart will know the proper time and procedure.
6 For there is a proper time and procedure for every matter,
       though a man's misery weighs heavily upon him.
7 Since no man knows the future,
       who can tell him what is to come?
8 No man has power over the wind to contain it [a] ;
       so no one has power over the day of his death.
       As no one is discharged in time of war,
       so wickedness will not release those who practice it.

16 When I applied my mind to know wisdom and to observe man's labor on earth—his eyes not seeing sleep day or night- 17 then I saw all that God has done. No one can comprehend what goes on under the sun. Despite all his efforts to search it out, man cannot discover its meaning. Even if a wise man claims he knows, he cannot really comprehend it.

I like it. Even though it is kinda depressing. Like everything I've done has all ready been done
before. Even if I feel that my life is meaningless, that I am not leaving my mark upon this world, we live for Jesus. He is why we're here. We'll follow him when life gets tough. We'll push through. If we're feeling pretty useless, remember God, and put your trust in him.

That's what I learnt, sitting in a room full of distracted youths. I absorbed everything the minister had to say, as I respect my elders you see. The others were chatting, and I was consuming. Cos you know, I don't need to turn to the world to see what non Christian's are like. I don't need to adapt to the non-Christian way of living so I can interact with them 'easier'. All I need to do is turn on the TV and watch the news to know what the 'outside world' is doing. Better yet, I'll just read my Bible and find out what their lifestyles are like. Even though I feel like I'm meaningless, that I'm not having an effect on the world, God is still there. I don't need to adapt to anything, or turn to things to 'really open my eyes to see how others are living'. I just need to walk down my little rocky path, keep my eyes straight forward. I will not be distracted by the daisy off the sidewalk! God is my Wisdom. He keeps me sane. And he gives me a purpose in this futility.

Now, I don't care if you don't read this. I think this was written for someone. I didn't write it. Not really. It was planted in my head... Something that popped up into my head tonight, which I had heard only a week before. You can read this, if you want to. I'm not making you. But just make this a challenge. You don't like long posts? I think you just like avoiding reading long posts because you can't read yourself! Yeah! Make this a challenge and read it. I dare ya.