I was so vain when I was in high school that I wouldn’t wear my glasses. That habit is not a good one while playing baseball. It was a hit that sent the ball into the heavens. I was right under it as it was coming down to earth. That ball just brushed the top of my mitt and hit me between the eyes. Did that event make me start wearing glasses? No, I was too proud and concerned how I looked before the girls. That miss, however, didn’t impress the girls much.
What a warped view of life teenagers can develop on their own. They can have, like me, a very shallow understanding of what is most useful. Most believe the universe revolves around them. It’s my environment that needs fixing and not moi. (That’s me in French.) I got a C in French my sophomore year of high school, so I’m pretty good at it. Because I said that, you realize I’m still working on the vanity thing.
If only I had known what God had to say about the subject, how much easier life could have been, and maybe I could have been a good ballplayer.
I said in my heart, “Come now, I will test you with mirth; therefore enjoy pleasure”; but surely, this also was vanity.
He had it right. How are you doing with that subject?
Think about it.
Gary