Before reading it would probably be best to read: Ecclesiastes 7!
I try not to take anything to seriously. Life, even death, have become laughable subjects for me. After you go through so much what can you do? But I recently read this and it’s changing my mind a bit:
It is better to go to a house of mourning
than to go to a house of feasting,
for death is the destiny of every man;
the living should take this to heart.
Sorrow is better than laughter,
because a sad face is good for the heart.
The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning,
but the heart of fools is in the house of pleasure. (Ecc. 7: 2-4)
Now I’m wondering if I’m going about this all wrong. Understand, I’ve never really mourned. I find times when I’m alone for too long that my mind dwells on the death of my loved one’s and I can’t help but cry for hours on end. It’s been a year and a half and I still cry about my dad’s death once a week, while putting on a front that it completely doesn’t bother me at all. But I’m finding that:
When times are good, be happy;
but when times are bad, consider:
God has made the one
as well as the other.
Therefore, a man cannot discover
anything about his future. (Ecc. 7.14)
This is so true. I wish I had some inquisitive things to say about all this, but at the moment that’s what I got.