A Mist and a Chase: Thoughts on Ecclesiastes 1 I started reading Ecclesiastes this morning with highlighters in hand, a fresh cup of coffee, and the Holy Spirit whispering, “Buckle up.” And wow—within a few verses, I felt like Solomon had punched me in the soul. He opens with this haunting line: “Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity.” (Ecclesiastes 1:2, ESV) Sounds dramatic, right? But it’s not the drama of hopelessness—it’s the drama of a soul trying to make sense of a world that feels both beautiful and broken. What’s with all the vanity? The Hebrew word...