Everything is meaningless
When I hear about someone who is almost killed, but miraculously saved, only to have her life taken from her later that week, I think everything is meaningless.
I have known many a people who after surviving what could have been the death of them say “I lived, so I must be alive for a reason.” I don’t know that there is any greater reason for them to live than there is for anyone else, alive or dead.
Mordecai tells Esther that perhaps she is in her royal position for a specific reason, but he goes on to say that really, she is not important. If deliverance didn’t come through her it could have come from somewhere else.
Esther’s position was meaningless. God didn’t need her.
God does good to those who call on him. But he does good to those who hate him too. Blessings are arbitrary. Everything is meaningless.
God allows good and evil people to succeed. People’s prayers are answered, whether they are praying to Jesus, Buddha, Ancestors or Themselves. Everything is meaningless.
Is my life meaningless? God can use me, but he doesn’t need me. He can accomplish his will without me.
The end of the matter is this: Fear God and keep is commandments, for this is the whole duty of man.
I am not very good at fearing God. I take grace for granted.
I am not very good at loving God. That is the greatest commandment.
I have a duty and I fail at it. Still good and bad things happen to me. I help one person, but harm others. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
P.S. what language is this: HOBий ЗAПOBIT ?