Solomon gained much wisdom during his reign as king of Israel, but he often found life meaningless in the scheme of things.  He had it all – tried it all – felt enjoyment and pleasure from all of it, but still came up empty.  Is life meaningless?

I had an aunt that was convinced that living here on earth was as if existing in hell – that this is as bad as it gets and there’s only the hope of heaven.  That hope kept kept her hanging on to life through a terminal illness, a broken marriage and many other problems.  Life to her was meaningless.

Looking at the world today, it would be easy to claim that we have run amok – that the future holds only more trials and pain – that life isn’t worth living – that everything is meaningless.

The word “meaningless” means having no importance or value.  Is this the case for us?  Do you ever get to a point when you wonder why you’re here – what is your value, what’s your purpose, what is God’s plan for you?  When we get into those times of doubt and defeat, we can either turn to Him for answers or simply give up.

Our very existence is determined by Him.  He’s the One who joins two into one to create new life.  He watches over that life from the womb to the tomb.  He has a master plan which covers every minute and second of our existence.  Because He’s God, we can be sure His plan is much better than ours will ever be.  Life is not an accident or a mistake.  It’s a precious gift from the Creator of all things.

So is life meaningless?  I don’t think so.  As long as I have life within me, God has something exciting waiting for me at just the right moment – in His timing – according to His purpose.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.”   Isaiah 55:9






As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. Well my immediate response to your query was and is NO!
    Life no matter insignificant or small or troubled is insignificant— for each life is intrinsically linked to another’s, then another’s , and so on—
    My mother’s mom— my grandmother always thought hell was on earth-
    I now did that very sad— I hope as she aged into grandmotherhood, that thought might have changed— she never voiced such to me but that’s what Martha use to tell me

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    • says:

      I agree. Every minute given to us should be treasured and used for God’s glory. My aunt suffered from Leukemia – had an unfaithful husband who was in politics – took care of his aging parents. We was subservient to everyone, but she had a horrid life. I know she believed that life in heaven was waiting for her. She was in her 40s When she died.

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  2. K.L. Hale says:

    Sweet Kathy, I’ve missed you and Julie. This is a perfect post to read for me today. I thank God for delivering this message through you. My two weeks with my new granddaughter, and 2 year old grandson, were amazing. I immersed myself in just being present…with them, for them, beside them. Saying goodbye was so hard. I’m still struggling. My health challenges made for a long flight and days to readjust. In that time I ordered my book from the printing press in bulk after many many edits. Why am I here? I’m not here to run the fast-paced gimme more world we live in. I long to live on Walton’s Mountain and in the Little House on the Prairie, I long for days where church members VISITED people. I long for the days before technology (don’t get me wrong–I love it just because I’m typing you and seeing my family). Maybe life wasn’t simpler. But I think priorities were different. I walked Saturday night for a young man who lost his life to cancer at 12. His parents were happy I made it as they told me how much this boy loved me; and I him (he was a former student). Life is so short. God has us here at this very moment for a reason. I’ll not waste it on small talk and big purchases. For I’m only wired to love and be loved. And in the end that’s all that matters. Much love and hugs to you. 🤍🙏

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    • says:

      Your words are profound and I pray that this pandemic may have made people a little more sensitive to what’s really important. I still watch Little House reruns too. I always end up crying. Going back in time can be an escape, but we aren’t seeing the whole picture either. Troubles were many in those days too, but the focus on priorities was much greater. I’m glad you had an extended visit with family. Our second grandson is graduating from Clemson in January and we’d love to go, but I think our days of long trips are over. Enjoy every time you have together with them. We will have purpose until we draw our last breath and we’re God’s instruments while we’re still here. I was thinking about you yesterday and wondered when we’d see you again. Glad you’re back❤️

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      • K.L. Hale says:

        I will definitely enjoy every minute I have with them. I’m sorry you’re not able to attend the graduation (congratulations to him!). I understand completely your words about not seeing the whole picture. It’s good to be back; although I miss them. I’m so thankful for the time I had. ❤️

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  3. I’m with you. Life is worthwhile. If I am willing to take sacrifice my time and energy for someone then that individual matters. If I can help them in some small way – even for a moment – then my life matters too. Anyone with a puppy, a baby, or a houseplant can prove that he or she is needed and that life is meaningful.

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