Today is certainly one of the days when the meaningless of life resonates deeply with me. All of us caught up in our rat races, whether it’s a ‘butt wiping, disciplining’ rat race or a ‘climbing to the top of the corporate ladder’ rat race. I’m tired of the arguing. I’m fed up with the division. Can’t handle the anger. None of it matters. It just doesn’t. I feel burdened watching everyone turn on each other. Exhausted by people demanding I pick a side. I’m having a hard time finding hope in all this madness.
What really matters? Because whatever that is, we should be spending our energy there. Creating beauty, hope, love. But I’m not certain that much of that exists anymore. I haven’t witnessed much of it lately. Meaningless, meaningless. Where do we go from here?
Life feels heavy right now and I know ‘cast your burdens . . . .’ but at the moment I’m not sure what that means. The answer is always ‘Jesus’, right? How his heart must break.