Under the sun
If we were to paraphrase the wisdom of Qohelet, it might run something like this: Life under the sun isn’t paradise anymore. It’s crooked, empty, broken beyond remedy. But the day will come when God will bring every deed into judgment, and unveil the beauty of His every purpose. And since He rules time as well as eternity, the unfolding as well as the end of all things, His daily will is trustworthy, and we enact our trust by partaking of food and drink, wine and oil, labor and love. One who knows paradise is no longer and not yet, but is surely coming through the rule of God, may rejoice in the fruit of his toil under the sun – for it is the gift of God.
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