Exactly a year ago today I sat up in bed after the most eventful slash shocking day of my life and came to realize just how insignificant and temporary material possessions are in the whole span of things. If worldly things are all you are living for and all that's keeping you up, then it can take one moment to shatter you completely. God is eternal. Everything that happens on earth is meamingless unless you put your trust in him.
It broke my heart to think of all the drained people going to bed that night thinking that it was over or not having any clue where life would lead them tomorrow. They have no idea that there is so much more to live for than a house or nice car or stable job.
'Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.' -Ecclesiastes 2v11
And I sobbed. For a fat load of time.
One year on, I am so so proud of this city.
And as cliched and horribly gay as it is, Christchurch will rise.
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