Labor Day is coming this weekend; men labor in the sun, all for what (Ecclesiastes 2:19)? The writer of Ecclesiastes tells us that everything is meaningless (Ecclesiastes 1:2, 14, 2:1, 11, 15, 19, 21, 23, 26). Meaningless, chasing the wind, tragedy, labor is filled with pain and grief. Where can we find meaning in life?