Extravagant. Magnificent. The temple and its building materials.
Enormous stones.
Gold and polished bronze.
The dedication is a ceremony to end all ceremonies.

Extravagant. Magnificent. The temple and its building materials.
Enormous stones.
Gold and polished bronze.
The dedication is a ceremony to end all ceremonies.

What do I pursue?
Solomon, a king known for so much wisdom, left it on the shelf. And chased after worldly things. Marrying into idolatry. Multiple times.
Ecclesiastes starts off and continues in a prominent theme that reflects the king’s view after these pursuits. All is meaningless.
Every part of life takes on the flavor of futility. Restless forays into fruitless searches for meaning.
And the writer declares everything “futility and striving after wind.” Over and over.

Hesitation.
The soul stutters. Protests weakness.
Earthen vessels live fragile at times.
Trying too hard when it’s time to be still. Waiting too long when it’s time to move.
Resisting when He says speak. Stalling as He calls me somewhere out of my current comfort zone.
