Granted, we are all getting through life the best we can. I might venture to say that an awful lot of our day to day we could better do without. From injury and pain to mental distress we are all fighting one thing or another just to get a twenty-four hour stretch of time over with. Then comes the next twenty-four hours and, if we timed it right, we have forty-eight hours for a break from whatever our day to day reality is. We call this break, the “weekend.” It is kind of silly don’t you think?
Now, some of us, out there where you are, love what they’re doing. For these there is less stress in what they have to do, day to day, but still, they can be overwhelmed at times. What if we all had our own little vineyards to tend and at noon we could lay under a tree in the shade and laugh and sing? In the background is a little chuckling and gurgling brook of fresh, clean water to drink that tastes as though it were sent from God. Isn’t that, when you think beyond our times, what we would love to do?
That won’t happen to but a very few of us. No, we are relegataed to toil and sweat but this isn’t the way it was originally meant for us. The vineyard and gurgling brook is the way it was originally meant for us. The dappled shade under a tree is what was meant for us. Our original parents screwed up so horribly that work is what we have. Twenty-four hour days and counting numbers is what we have. Numbers only matter to the imperfect because that is what we use to count our remaining days, the shortness of our lives.
Yet, we disregard this thinking as a pipe dream when the Bible tells us the opposite so one need only ask themselves which is reality in a perfect world. It was a perfect world eons ago you know?
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