January 18________________________________________
You have planted much but harvest little. You eat but are not satisfied. You drink but are still thirsty. You put on clothes but cannot keep warm. Your wages disappear as though you were putting them in pockets filled with holes. – Haggai 1:6(NLT)
THE FUTILITY OF LIFE
A poem and essay by ILMA
Do you often wonder why you don’t harvest abundantly?
You work very hard yet you don’t reap much results easily
You put more hours toiling but seem to lose much time
You work day and night, yet there is still much to do and find
Life is futile when you don’t have Christ to look up to
It is pointless when you are blind and can’t see the truth
Your heavenly father awaits you to come back to him
He longs for you to return so he can free you from sin.
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There were many years of my life when I felt that it was meaningless. Those where the dark years when I turned my back on God. I isolated myself from others thinking that if I did, I will feel better. I felt hopeless and depressed those years I rebelled against my Lord. I just went to work, enjoyed every chance I can by gratifying my desires. Then it got to be so tiring. I finally decided to run back to Jesus. Until, we focus on him, our lives will always seem futile.
PRAYER
Lord, show me how to constantly keep my eyes on you.
REFLECTION
When was the last time you felt that life was meaningless?
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