Come and Gone

Veni. Vidi. Vici.

“Veni, vidi, vici” is a Latin phrase essentially meaning “I came. I saw. I conquered.”

It is commonly attributed to Julius Caesar who, according used the phrase in a letter to the Roman Senate around 47 BC after he had achieved a quick victory in his short war against Pharnaces II of Pontus at the Battle of Zela.

The phrase is used to refer to a swift, conclusive victory.

Corporate raiders. Successful ball teams. Negotiators. They may think of themselves in this light as they march off into the sunset.

But when dealing with tragedy, sickness, near hopeless situations, then there is no true sense of victory.  Maybe not defeat either. Somewhere spanned between the two extremes you find yourself. Neither winning nor losing.

Just existing.

The Apostle Paul tells us.

But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. And having food and raiment let us be therewith content. (1Timothy 6:6-8)

What we do, with what we have, for the time before us – this is what counts. Not the “should have” or “could of”.  But right now do, and be, all you can be. And be content with it.