Our voices, stolen, those in the limelight, selling their wares, offering voices, but stealing from us all the time. Solomon reflected, the great unfairness, how those with power, given Godly talents, used them to build stores for themselves, amen.
My makeup does not look good, the nails need to be done, does this sound good, what will the others think. To Solomon, the impressions we hope to create,
in the hope that our peers will salute us, was nothing compared to the Power of God, and the divine plan. If they are suffocating from their material excess’s, they will one day have to leave it all behind, and then, it’s their soul that will matter and nothing else, so what will your legacy be, amen?
Loved the “confidence is I’ll be fine if they don’t” bit.