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verses read: Ecclesiastes 2:17-26
prayer: 10 minutes

Toil is meaningless. What are the works of my hand that can last? And conversely, so what if we have works that can outlast us? These works have to be passed on to someone else. And if it falls to someone who is foolish, it is meaningless. But if it falls to someone who is wise, the cycle just repeats and once again it is meaningless again. At least that is what I think this passage is saying. But once again, this is just part of the whole book; the entire meaning of what this book speaks about will only be clear when you read the whole thing

New Year’s Day. Yesterday’s (or last night rather) watchnight service touched a raw nerve with me. With what Bishop preached and said during the communion as well as the words of the Wesleyan Covenant. What a way to start the new year. It was interesting. Slept rather late; was contemplating about the past few years. Upon returning from church, I went online to read the past year’s issue of Navy News! “Sweet” reminiscence.

Before I slept, reflected a little more on what is going on in my life at the moment. Life may not be going well. but I know if I need to hang on a little more. The answers that I’m seeking are never going to be answered, but answers are not what I’m looking for anymore. Looking for something else, something that will last, toil that is not meaningless.

My back is still hurting. Now it’s feeling numb. Which is a good thing. Means that the pain will be dissipating soon. Exactly the same kind of numbness I felt on the first two days of Go Forth Conference last year. That was the last time my back acted up so badly.