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Where Can I Get No Thinking Done?

Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work or thought or knowledge or wisdom in Sheol, to which you are going. ~Ecclesiastes 9:10

Maybe this will be a good way for all of us to let out our frustration today. After all, it is a Monday.

When I first read this verse, the part about no work and no thought instantly stood out to me. The second thought to hit me was that this verse makes complete sense when you consider Sheol, or Hell, is where people go who don't choose God. (It's Monday, can we keep the deep theology to a minimum today?)

The only place devoid of God would very much be lacking in wisdom and knowledge. Clearly nobody down there is thinking. And much to the chagrin of some guys in my youth group, there is no work in Hell. I say chagrin because I recently shared with them scripture that talks about us doing work in Heaven. I also say chagrin (now 3 times) because it makes me sound smart.

Solomon was correct to encourage us all to do what we do with all our might. It is especially true for those who do not know God, because this very well will be the last place they can do so, that which we were created to do.

But hold on. I said this was my second thought? So what was my first?

My first thought when I read Solomon's wisdom was how much fun it would be to fill in this blank.

No work? No thought? No wisdom? So that makes this like __________________.
Feel free to fill in the blank with whatever place you think is most devoid of thought or wisdom or work. Here's a few that I thought of:

  • my office on Fridays.
  • a preschool.
  • a college dorm.
  • board meetings.

Maybe I should stop before I get myself in trouble. How would you fill in the blank?
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