The Soul is Not Built for Fame

In the ancient wisdom of Ecclesiastes the skeptical Preacher penned words describing “life under the sun.”

Vanity, vanity, it’s all vanity.

Life can often feel meaningless, pointless, and difficult some days. What is the point of marriage, work, childbearing, living, and dying? Why not take an early checkout and call it a day? 

Chris Cornell, the 90’s rocker and frontman for Soundgarden, apparently committed suicide a couple days ago. Cornell added to the list of recent pop culture icons who took their lives: Robin Williams, Prince, Phillip Seymour Hoffman, Lee Thompson Young, Whitney Houston, Amy Winehouse, and further back, Marilyn Monroe, and Ernest Hemingway. 

A theme emerges with the list. The tragedy of life under the sun. 

The soul is not built for fame. 

Only in the last hundred years do we have this new phenomenon of… pop star, teen idol, famous people, and these mythical creatures, that grace the stage, screen, and visit our living rooms. 

I don’t want to make light of the deaths of these pop stars because they are brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, and friends to many. 

Not the point. 

My point simple. 

The soul not wired for the kind of fame these men and women were exposed to. 

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