Today I have really been thinking a lot about the world and its lack of foundation and mooring. I went wit my father’s girlfriend Felice to the Tel Aviv Art Museum and looked upon all of the modern ‘art’ which is completely emotionless and devoid of a sense of purpose. In the evening I went with Meitar the cousin of my nephew Guy to a concert in which the bands were pretty talented, but it was obvious they were also without a sense of direction in life. The lyrics were the typical punk rock requiem of rebellion against authority and seeking to live life to its fullest. It was a flashback to another era in my life, when I tried to find happiness in music to the exclusion of religion, spirituality and God. Yet, today as I listened it was apparent that such an effort is futile.
All of the flash and lights of the world. All of its loud concerts, taintilizing delicacies, refined artwork and high culture can not buy or bring a person happiness. I sensed again the sense of emptiness and groping for meaning that defines this generation. I think that people today have even lost hope of ever finding a deeper meaning of purpose. They are kind of content with a superficial sense of purpose or cause without a true foundation. They are tossed by the winds of advertisements and persuasion and sold possessions as the answer to their emptiness. This is the condition of the world in which we live.
Its amazing how this past week I have enjoyed so many of the pleasures of the world. I have been to the movies and to a concert. I have been to museums and eaten at fine restaurants. None of these things are bad in and of themselves and in fact are all good things, but it struck me how much rather I would be contacting or teaching the gospel. I have felt a sense of joy on my mission greater than anywhere else, because I knew that what I did truly mattered. I knew it had such an eternal significant. Right now, all of the things people worry about and get so excited about just seem so pedestrian and lacking in meaning.
