Vanity of Vanities

I’ve been hard at work the last couple of days mowing, thatching, mowing, raking, mowing... and planting grass seed in my yard.  Why?  So that I can complain about having to mow it next spring.  Why go to all the trouble to have grass so that you can cut grass.  Bob suggested on Facebook that it is sheer lunacy.  But I prefer to see myself confirming the endless and meaningless circle of life observed by the Preacher in Ecclesiastes 1:3-8
3 What does man gain from all his labor at which he toils under the sun? 
4 Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever. 
5 The sun rises and the sun sets, and hurries back to where it rises. 
6 The wind blows to the south and turns to the north; 
round and round it goes, ever returning on its course. 
7 All streams flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full. 
To the place the streams come from, there they return again. 
8 All things are wearisome, more than one can say. 
The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing. 
The sun rises and sets only to return to the same place the next morning to begin its trek again. The wind blows one way and then the next.  I once drove past a vacant lot in Midland, Texas that was filled with old newspapers and plastic bags that hadbeen trapped by the lot’s fence.  I asked about it and was told, “That trash just blows in from Odessa.”  I asked what happens to it and was told, “Oh, it just blows back to Odessa.”  Ecclesiastes would like that.  

Ecclesiastes would also like thatching, planting, and mowing that becomes thatch that is removed again the next fall.  “Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher.”  There’s no point, and that’s the point.  Actually, there is a very good point… but I’m just too beat right now to figure out what it is!