Ceaseless toil claims to justify itself. Our 24/7 agony shouts its own merit.
Hard, purposeful work is a noble thing, it is true. Only a questing, unworldly stab at false spirituality denies this.
Yet a different truth also intersects with our busy hands and our whirring minds: it is all useless if God is not in it.
Unless the LORD builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep. (Psalm 127:1–2 ESV) (more…)