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Who does not glare?


Ecclesiastes 4:4 

The Vanity of Selfish Toil

4 Again, I saw that for all toil and every skillful work a man is envied by his neighbor.

This also is vanity and grasping for the wind.

 

Who?

 

Who gives himself to serve God all the time?

Who will not initiate most anything by self?

Who is inclined to follow God’s will perfectly?

Who dares to attack darkness incessantly?

 

Who follows God in every step He takes?

Who never wanders off alone by self?

Who does not glare to all that man has made?

Who does not desire a fair share of the slate?

 

Why do we notice the wicked prosper?

Is it not that ... we desire a part of it?

Why do we always compare self with man?

Why our eyes are mostly focused on them?

 

It seems not because we love our neighbor.

And surely not of our love for God.

Are the answer simply not unopposed

so our own state heart to disclose?

 

Jan Wienen

 

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