Jun 24, 2026 · 41 min · 19 segments
This video is a journey through scripture designed to help you move from a place of feeling lost and overwhelmed to resting securely in God's wisdom and peace.
Psalms chapter 13 How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and day after day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? look on me and answer lord my god give light to my eyes or i will sleep in death and my enemy will say i have overcome him and my foes will rejoice when i fall but i trust in your unfailing love My heart rejoices in your salvation.
Meaningless, meaningless, says the teacher.
utterly meaningless.
Everything is meaningless.
What do people gain from all their labors at which they toil under the sun? Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south and turns to the north.
Round and round it goes, ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from, there they return again.
All things are wearisome, more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again.
What has been done will be done again.
Is there anything of which one can say, look, this is something new? It was here already, long ago.
It was here before our time.
No one remembers the former generations, and even those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow them.
I applied my mind to study and to explore by wisdom all that is done under the heavens.
What a heavy burden God has laid on mankind! I have seen all the things that are done under the sun.
All of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
Psalms chapter 13 How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and day after day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? look on me and answer lord my god give light to my eyes or i will sleep in death and my enemy will say i have overcome him and my foes will rejoice when i fall but i trust in your unfailing love My heart rejoices in your salvation.
Meaningless, meaningless, says the teacher.
utterly meaningless.
Everything is meaningless.
What do people gain from all their labors at which they toil under the sun? Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south and turns to the north.
Round and round it goes, ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from, there they return again.
All things are wearisome, more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again.
What has been done will be done again.
Is there anything of which one can say, look, this is something new? It was here already, long ago.
It was here before our time.
No one remembers the former generations, and even those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow them.
I applied my mind to study and to explore by wisdom all that is done under the heavens.
What a heavy burden God has laid on mankind! I have seen all the things that are done under the sun.
All of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
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