“Life is Hevel (Ecclesiastes 9:1-12)" | 10/30/22

Ecclesiastes 9:1-12 | 10/30/22 | Will DuVal

One year for my birthday, when I was probably 8 or 9 years old - and despite the warnings of movies like “A Christmas Story” that I’d ‘shoot my eye’ out - my parents bought me a BB gun. And for a couple weeks I had fun shooting at the bulls-eye I had printed out and hung on a tree, or knocking tin cans off our back fence, before I decided to move on to more interesting targets. 

And I’ll never forget the unusually warm, winter day when I invited my sister to go “hunting” with me in the woods behind our house, and the first living creature we stumbled upon was a beautiful songbird, perched on a low-hanging tree branch. And I’ll never forget my sister pleading with me as I raised the barrel of the gun. And I’ll never forget her scream of horror as we both watched the bird fall to the ground. But most of all, I’ll never forget that sickening feeling in my gut as I knelt over the lifeless body of that beautiful bird and 2 cold, hard truths began to sink into my young heart for the first time in my life: that 1) Death is REAL, and 2) Death is APPALLING


Once we are confronted with these two realities, MOST people will spend the REST of their lives desperately trying to AVOID both those truths at all costs. We spend billions of dollars a year on anti-aging products, billions more on exercise equipment and gym memberships, and even billions MORE on healthcare costs, attempting to MASK, slow, and counter the process of DYING, but we’re really just delaying the inevitable. Because every moment since the moment that you were conceived in the womb, at a cellular level, you have been dying; every single ONE of us here this morning, in the most literal sense, is DYING… some are just closer to the cliff than others. 

So what do we do when we can no longer keep the REALITY of death at bay - when we’re FORCED to attend a funeral, to visit the nursing home, to drive over that racoon carcass in the middle of the highway? We try and convince ourselves that maybe death just isn’t so HORRIFYING. We refer to it in softer euphemisms - “she left us”, “he passed on” - we comfort ourselves with the notion that the poor raccoon is now “in a better place”, or we tell ourselves that death is just a natural part of the beautiful “circle of life”. But no matter WHAT you call it, and no matter how strong your hope may be in the afterlife, the fact remains: that death is NOT natural - there is something deep within EACH of us, when we’re standing over that songbird, that open casket, that hospice bed - that cries out: “This is NOT the way it’s SUPPOSED to be!”  


Death isn’t something we take lightly, and it’s not something we CELEBRATE (so throw away the Halloween skeletons when you get home). No, the Bible calls death our “ENEMY”. It is our “LAST enemy” (1 Cor 15:26), awaiting us ALL, at the end of a life filled with lesser foes. King Solomon has explored and lamented many of those troubles that plague our “vain lives” here “under the sun”, for 8 chapters of Ecclesiastes thus far; adversaries like oppression, folly, poverty, loneliness, suffering. But NONE of them compares to our “LAST enemy”. Life’s kind of like a video game, where every level gets progressively harder than the one before, and all the while you’re just anticipating, DREADING, that final level, that last enemy you must face, cuz you know it’s gonna be the toughest of all. I must have tried a hundred times in middle school to beat the last level of “Golden Eye 007” - where you finally square off face-to-face against Trevelyn on the satellite “cradle”; I never did beat it.

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