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IT WILL ALL BE FORGOTTEN — I CRIED, UNDERSTANDING VANITY IN A FLASH.

 IT WILL ALL BE FORGOTTEN — I CRIED, UNDERSTANDING VANITY IN A FLASH. 


Ecclesiastes 8:10, KJV  

     “And so I saw the wicked buried, who had come and gone from the place of the holy, and they were FORGOTTEN in the city where they had so done: this is also VANITY”.


Yesterday, May 28th 2025, While On Soul Visitation with some leaders of my Church, we happened to walk the street around my school vicinity, to my suprise I was excited to meet my Chemistry Tutor for the second time after completing high school in 2017, I ran towards him with joy and gladness — little did I know it would be the shock of my life. 


This particular tutor awarded me best in Chemistry with honors during a speech and prize day in July 2016, dignitaries were eye witnesses of that passing moment, and to top the cake with a cherry : my Dearest Rev. John C. Hutchison was present for that memorable and exciting occasion, I received five awards in a row with best honors, never understanding that the delusion of the eternalness of these accolades felt real for that moment but was sadly passing, 

    — until yesterday, when the saddest thing happened that moved me to tears when I got home, my tutor forgot my name, my mates, my year of completion. The only thing he remembered and mentioned was “I know you're now reading Psychology after 8 years because you're a Pastor and you love the Lord”, He always knew I loved the Lord. I cried when I got home, “Ah ah ah, vanity vanity vanity” 

 

He forgot everything else, every accolade, all the praises he showered on me which I heard upon completion, he forgot it all in less than a decade, but remembered my love for the Lord, that : He never forgot — I was so shocked to the bone, I feared greatly for men who boasted in their accolades, and even now while writing this masterpiece, TEARS ARE JUST DROPPING FROM MY EYES, because I understood what true vanity was, and it was having everything else without Christ.


My dear, live for something higher than yourself, do not because your dream, be His dream, His word — and you'll forever be glad and fulfilled because God is not unrighteous (human) to forget! Be different, let eternity creep and occupy your heart today. 


Regards, 

π’Ÿπ’Άπ“Žπ“ˆπ“‰π’Άπ“‡ π’₯π’žπ»π‘€

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