He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot find out what God has done from the beginning to the end Ecclesiastes [3:11]
More than three thousand years ago a king named Solomon chronicled his search for fulfillment. He was the wisest and richest man of all time. If anyone could stroll down every conceivable avenue of potential satisfaction, it was this king of Israel.
Ecclesiastes details Solomon’s pursuit of pleasure. He constructed a palace so opulent it staggered world leaders; accumulated innumerable jewels and possessions; pursued advanced studies; and was with a different woman every day. He explored it all, yet with tears of frustration concluded, “So I hated life, because what is done under the sun was grievous to me, for all is vanity and a striving after wind” (Ecclesiastes [2:17]).
“GOD DESIGNED US SO THAT WE CANNOT FIND LASTING ENJOYMENT APART FROM HIM.”
Solomon discovered what so many fail to realize: history is a repetitive loop of personal futility, with every imaginable experience on the horizontal plane promising fulfillment it can never truly deliver. Solomon was crushed by the realization that on his own, he could not fashion a happiness or satisfaction that would endure beyond the momentary. In Ecclesiastes 3, he turned his expression of frustration on God who made him, concluding, “He has put eternity into man’s heart” ([3:11]).
In this passage, eternity refers to our deep and abiding awareness of something outside the boundaries of our senses. Humans are unique because we hunger for something the experiences of this planet cannot satisfy—a quest for eternity.
The implications of Solomon’s statement are staggering: people are looking for the eternity God created them to long for, but they can’t find it on their own. Like hungry people locked outside a gourmet restaurant, we know satisfaction is near but can’t get to the food. Like blind people standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon, we feel the awesomeness close at hand with no capacity to take it in.
Written by James MacDonald
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