Proverbs 14:13
Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that mirth is heaviness.
Every human heart knows its own sorrow. It carries within itself the natural melancholy that comes with the knowledge of its separation from its true spiritual home. The nothingness and temporal nature of the joys of this world only add to its secret sorrows grown from infancy on. But oh how men like to hide it; yes especially men.
Even the when the heart indulges in the joys of this life, even in spite of mirth and merriment, sadness makes itself perceptible. It reveals the subconscious nature of joy: a momentary earthly tool to escape the sorrow of the soul until that day, when reunited with its Creator, it will finally experience and own the true joy that it was created to own. The German writer Euchel knowledgeably writes: “No, man is not made for joy. Why weep his eyes when in heart he laughs?”
The Father made us so. He created us unable to experiment the full nature of joy and happiness on this earth so that we would long for home, for Heaven. Just like with the Children of Israel of old, life had to become tough in Egypt for them to desire to return to their land. The twentieth century saw the purchase of the state of Israel by the British right after WWI, but it wasn’t until the tragic events of WWII that the Jewish people decided to return to their Land. It was by the river of Babylon that they hang their harps unable to sing the songs of Zion because of the sorrow that captured their hearts. They knew that their own sins kept them away from their home. Today, melancholy also reigns in our heart because of the knowledge that our own sins keep us away from the Father’s beautiful garden.
The Father has created all things for us freely to enjoy, so let us enjoy life on this earth, but as we do, let us always remember one thing. Let us always remember that we are pilgrims and strangers on this earth. That do not belong to this reality, but that our lives is merely in transit here, waiting for the day when we will enter the true joy of the Father, a joy that is ours by the covenantal blood of Messiah.
Every human heart knows its own sorrow. It carries within itself the natural melancholy that comes with the knowledge of its separation from its true spiritual home. The nothingness and temporal nature of the joys of this world only add to its secret sorrows grown from infancy on. But oh how men like to hide it; yes especially men.
Even the when the heart indulges in the joys of this life, even in spite of mirth and merriment, sadness makes itself perceptible. It reveals the subconscious nature of joy: a momentary earthly tool to escape the sorrow of the soul until that day, when reunited with its Creator, it will finally experience and own the true joy that it was created to own. The German writer Euchel knowledgeably writes: “No, man is not made for joy. Why weep his eyes when in heart he laughs?”
The Father made us so. He created us unable to experiment the full nature of joy and happiness on this earth so that we would long for home, for Heaven. Just like with the Children of Israel of old, life had to become tough in Egypt for them to desire to return to their land. The twentieth century saw the purchase of the state of Israel by the British right after WWI, but it wasn’t until the tragic events of WWII that the Jewish people decided to return to their Land. It was by the river of Babylon that they hang their harps unable to sing the songs of Zion because of the sorrow that captured their hearts. They knew that their own sins kept them away from their home. Today, melancholy also reigns in our heart because of the knowledge that our own sins keep us away from the Father’s beautiful garden.
The Father has created all things for us freely to enjoy, so let us enjoy life on this earth, but as we do, let us always remember one thing. Let us always remember that we are pilgrims and strangers on this earth. That do not belong to this reality, but that our lives is merely in transit here, waiting for the day when we will enter the true joy of the Father, a joy that is ours by the covenantal blood of Messiah.
We will then experience the fullness of the Sabbath of which we today only get a weekly foreshadow.
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