New Territory

Today was all new territory for me! I’d never done today before, and I’d never been this old! What an adventure! It was my first time.

Today may have been the first time, the only time, or the last time I did some things or interacted with some people and creation.

Unlike my dogs, who’re happy to be themselves, it seems I’m always trying to be more than or other than what I am.

I’ve travelled, explored, searched, shopped, and eaten more than my share. Adventure, alcohol, drugs, food, knowledge, money, power, and sex were promising, but ultimately disappointing.

I tried harder, but the harder I worked the behinder I got. Some have given up, others keep trying, but it’s like digging in the sand or trying to catch the wind. Life promised much and delivered little.

Smoke, nothing but smoke. That’s what the Quester says. There’s nothing to anything—it’s all smoke.
What’s there to show for a lifetime of work, a lifetime of working your fingers to the bone? One generation goes its way, the next one arrives, but nothing changes—it’s business as usual for old planet earth.
The sun comes up and the sun goes down, then does it again, and again—the same old round. The wind blows south, the wind blows north. Around and around and around it blows, blowing this way, then that—the whirling, erratic wind.
All the rivers flow into the sea, but the sea never fills up. The rivers keep flowing to the same old place, and then start all over and do it again.
Everything’s boring, utterly boring— no one can find any meaning in it. Boring to the eye, boring to the ear. What was will be again, what happened will happen again.
There’s nothing new on this earth. Year after year it’s the same old thing. Does someone call out, “Hey, this is new”? Don’t get excited—it’s the same old story.
Nobody remembers what happened yesterday. And the things that will happen tomorrow? Nobody’ll remember them either. Don’t count on being remembered.

Ecclesiastes 1:2-11 MSG

Tomorrow will be new territory for me. I’ll never have done tomorrow before and I’ll be a day older. What an adventure! It will be my first time!

Tomorrow may be the first time, the only time, or the last time I do some things or interact with some people and creation. There is no new territory. There’s nothing new on this earth.

But then, as I fear God, and do what he tells me, everything is new!