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Gone with the wind...

  Ecclesiastes 2:10-11 "Anything I wanted, I would take. I denied myself no pleasure. I even found great pleasure in hard work, a reward for all my labors. But as I looked at everything I had worked so hard to accomplish, it was all so meaningless-like chasing the wind. There was nothing really worthwhile anywhere." 
  In this life we are all searching for meaning and purpose, we live in a culture of filling our hearts with things that can seemingly show the meaning to our life. We search in people and in things to fill whatever void that is in our hearts. We take this job, date this person, drive this car while we live in this home but work in this city, all in hopes to find a satisfaction and purpose. Unless you are turning to Christ, your search for purpose will end up unsatisfactory. You will never be at peace in life if you continue to turn to the world for a sense of security. Mark 8:36 "And what do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul?"
  Solomon was a man of wisdom. He allowed himself to live a lavish life, yet with all the things in the world he said it was all meaningless. You have a purpose with Christ; you have meaning in Him. Stop chasing the wind and start chasing a relationship with Him. John 15:5 "Yes, I am the vine; you are the branches. Those who remain in me, and I in them, will produce much fruit. For apart from me you can do nothing." 
   To devote your life to Christ won't be easy, but I can promise you that you will find meaning in Him. You will find a home, a family, a purpose in a life dedicated to Christ. Mark 8:35 "If you try to hang on to your life, you will lose it. But if you give up your life for my sake and the sake of the Good News, you will save it." The world will only disappoint you, but God is there to show you and walk you through your beautiful design and meaning in this life.

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