Ecclesiastes 1:2 – “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity,” says the Preacher.

When I was a child, I longed to be an adult. Now, as a grown-up, I wish I hadn’t rushed into adulthood because life as an adult is fraught with challenges.

When I was learning to talk, I aspired to speak as fluently as a talk show host. Now, although I can speak with confidence and speed, my words are often misunderstood or misinterpreted. I wish I had never wished to learn to talk so early.

In high school, I envied the seemingly affluent workforce, adorned in their elegant attire, driving their luxurious cars, and savoring their favorite foods. I eagerly awaited joining their ranks. But once I did, I couldn’t find the happiness and confidence they seemed to exude. The workforce felt like bondage.

I believed that further education would illuminate my path, leading to an executive position and a lucrative job, making me feel rich and fulfilled. Yet, higher education didn’t guarantee a decent job, good pay, or a luxurious life.

When my friends ventured into business and seemed content and prosperous, I followed suit. Soon, I felt wealthy, buying new cars and living a life of comfort. But high rent pushed me to buy a house. I pursued and eventually acquired a beautiful cottage in Tennessee. However, shortly after moving in, tragedy struck. Robbers invaded my store, leaving nothing behind.

Now, I ask myself, what next? Should I go back to the drawing board or start dreaming anew? Perhaps aim to become a Magic Johnson, a Mike Tyson, a TD Jakes, or an overnight Oprah Winfrey? Does life justify these endless stages?

Observing Mrs. Purple Goodness and her aging husband, Mr. Red Goodness, sitting happily on their front porch, saluting neighbors, I wonder. They aren’t wealthy, yet they seem content. How did they achieve this state? I may never know, but I find myself wishing to be like them.