but it doesn't mean anything!

If what Mr Capon says is true: that the world was created not to mean something, but to be, then all we have every day is a funny sort of problem. I ought to ask myself upon waking (or some while later after a few pots of tea) not, 'what meaningful thing shall I do today?' but rather 'what's for breakfast?' and then set out to accomplish that work which was planned for me before the foundations of the world were established upon the face of the waters. Man lays plans of which God directs the outcome and afterwards we are to survey the work, that it was good, as done by him in us. But what of all the daily failures? One might well ask. And perhaps the answer lies in the fact that we live as if set upon Plan B from the beginning.