... bored ...
Like, pretty dang stankin' mind-numbingly bor-red.
I can't really go out for a walk right now, seeing as I got to work late this morning owing to an errant load of laundry, which, without its completion I would have been physically unable go to work (I'm not telling you why -- figure that out yourself). Thus I remain here, bored. I had resorted to looking for updates on other people's blogs, including Marianne's (which may or may not be entirely prudent of me at this point), through which I could have perhaps vicariously adventured. Having exhausted those, I'm now out of options.
Of course, this brought on another thought: if indeed, as "experts" have postulated, 5% of life is made up of incredibly joyous events and 5% of life is made up of incredibly sad events, leaving the other 90% simply made up of the mundane, how I handle the mundane really defines most of who I am. Hence I must learn to please You and praise You in the midst of the mundane, or else I'll be missing out on most of life's opportunities to do so. Things worked out a bit better this morning -- since I couldn't go anywhere while the laundry was still drying, my options were to either panic or use the time constructively. Considering that my panic alone would not have made my clothes dry any faster, I opted to spend that time with You instead -- which may have been Your intention all along in waylaying my washing. So the question assaulting me on multiple fronts today is: how do I praise Your glorious grace in The Boring?
You've said that You measure time based on opportunities (as opposed human temporal-based measures), so what opportunities are still present in The Boring? There's certainly still the opportunity to please You by working to the best of my ability (which is difficult given that my level of boredom is inversely proportional to my level of focus), and there are still opportunities to be humble, gentle, patient, and loving towards others. Perhaps then pleasing You in The Boring is not so different than finding my specific life calling -- just keep doing the things I already know You've called me to, and trust that You'll reveal the rest in time.
Yeesh, that's easier said than done...
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