The electors of Saxony by Lucas Cranach the Elder, Kunsthalle, Hamburg. |
“A young man who wishes to remain a
sound atheist cannot be too
careful of his reading.”
Thus speaks someone with experience. If you want to fly, you have to release what is in your hands, and hold your arms out at your side. Tilt your head slightly upwards, and 'lift off'.
Ecclesiastes Chapter Twelve
Remember your Creator
in the days of your youth.
Honour your Creator
before saying ‘it’s not as good as it used to be’
Be filled with awe
as you see the wonder of the universe.
Be filled with worship before….
your legs -‘the guards that protect your house’ - tremble.
your shoulders - ‘your bodyguards’ - stoop.
your teeth - ‘those few remaining servants’ - stop
grinding.
your eyes - ‘two windows on the world’ fog up
Honour your Creator before life’s opportunities close off.
Now the birds
sound sweetly; then you will strain to hear them.
Remember your Creator before
you…
Ø worry
about falling and fear to walk in the street,
Ø your
hair turns white like the almond blossom.
Ø you
drag yourself along like a dying grasshopper,
Ø nothing
helps arouse ardour in bed,
Ø you
approach your grave, your final resting place.
Remember your Creator
before the silver cord is snapped, and the golden bowl is broken.
For then it will
be too late. The water jar will be
smashed and the pulley on the well broken.
Dust will return
to the earth, and the spirit will return to its Creator.
Conclusion
All of existence
is a conundrum, it’s a paradox, says the teacher.
The teacher spent
much time deliberating and testing what was known.
He tried to make
his words fine and uplifting.
But his words were
honest, like cattle prods.
Let me tell you my
child, be careful, you can really think too much and wear yourself out.
Honour your Creator,
do what is right, as everyone should.
All things will be
judged; nothing over looked.
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