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Ecclesiastes 12:1-7

Remember your creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come, and the years draw near when you will say, ‘I have no pleasure in them’; before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return with the rain; on the day when the guards of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the women who grind cease working because they are few, and those who look through the windows see dimly; when the doors on the street are shut, and the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low; when one is afraid of heights, and terrors are in the road; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along and desire fails; because all must go to their eternal home, and the mourners will go about the streets; before the silver cord is snapped, and the golden bowl is broken, and the pitcher is broken at the fountain, and the wheel broken at the cistern, and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the breath returns to God who gave it.

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  • friendly reader

    Ecclesiastes: even the Bible went through a goth phase.

  • aunursa

    The “More Smart People” thread has 300 comments.  And I haven’t even looked at it, much less shared my two cents.  Hmmmm…

  • Remember your creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come

    Before the days of trouble came? Um… yeah, that’s never. 

  • AnonymousSam

    <Mike Huckabee>Fred purposefully left off the words “your creator”! That atheist, that heathen, he clearly has a leftist purpose for this country!</Mike Huckabee>

  • LoneWolf343

    You plan on not dying ever?

  • friendly reader

     Exactly; it’s possible to read an “apocalyptic” message in this, but it could just as easily be about war, epidemics, droughts, and just plain death. Life itself has enough time of troubles without assuming it’s the very end of the world.

  • Amaryllis

    Yeah, that’s just what I said!

    I thought that the commonly accepted view was that the “days of trouble” are the days of old age, when it’s so much harder to take pleasure in what you used to enjoy, when your body is falling apart on you.

    The “guardians” (the arms) are trembling– the first sign of Parkinson’s? The “strong men” (the legs) are bowed– no, my knees aren’t what they used to be, either, and that chronic ache is probably arthritis, isn’t it.  The “grinders” (the teeth) become few. The “windows” are darkened– presbyopia comes to all, cataracts to most, and macular degeneration to many.

    The hair turns white, like the blossom of the almond tree. And desire shall fail– there’s a lot of that going on, apparently, to judge by all those ED commercials infesting my television.

    These days, some of those things can be staved off or mitigated or disguised, at least for the lucky ones among us: we’ve got dentists and ophthalmologists and joint replacements and Clairol and that little blue pill. But sooner or later, the body fails. Sooner or later, it gets harder and harder to get out and about the way you used to. Sooner or later, stairs become insurmountable obstacles and crowded streets seem dangerous.

    And sooner or later, one illness will have been the last illness, and those who love you will be following your body to its last home.

    So, young people, remember what’s important to you now. While you still can.

  • LoneWolf343

     Could just as easily? It outright says so: “…because all must go to their eternal home, and the mourners will go about the streets;”

  • friendly reader

    Oh, but see, the people who went “to their eternal home” are the raptured and “the mourners” are those Left Behind. That’s the literal meaning, don’t you see?

    (To be completely fair I have no idea whether PMDs use this as a proof verse or not)

  • Sgt. Pepper’s Bleeding Heart

     I really like these verses, but they provided an example of why I go to the NKJV for poetry.

    While the sun and the light, The moon and the stars, Are not darkened, And the clouds do not return after the rain.

    The first time I read that, “the clouds do not return after the rain”, I kept repeating the phrase over and over it my head. The imagery–and just as importantly, the rhythm, are delightful.

  • christopher_young

    You plan on not dying ever?

    Not everybody was strong and healthy just because they were young, you do realise? Some of us didn’t get intimations of mortality as we grew older because it was staring us in the face from early childhood.

  • LoneWolf343

    Literalists tend to interpret Ecclesiastes as Solomon turning bitter because he disobeyed God, rather than the philosophical treatsie that it is. Real True Christians ™ are never angry and upset, you see.

    But no, I don’t think that PMDs use it as a proof text, because then it would imply that God is going to save everybody.

  • Tricksterson

    Um, no he didn’t Mike.  It’s right up there:  “Remember your creator”  It’s the first three words.

  • octern

    Not only will Fred not say “Your Creator,” but his deceitful supporters can’t even bring themselves to type those words when they defend him!

  • Tricksterson

    But I just did!

    PS:  I’m really enjoying this silliness

  • Edo

    You go to the NKJV for poetry too? I thought I was the only one…

  • Sgt. Pepper’s Bleeding Heart

    Nope! I have two bibles–one for when I want to try to learn about what the original text might have been saying; and one to kick off prayer/reflection–which for me usually means poetry.