When we’ve been doing anything long enough it gets old; most married couples will tell you that. We get bored with our partner, job, our routine, where we live, where we worship … human beings just get bored.
It’s so easy when the tedium sets in to assume that there must be something better elsewhere, we might even have an inkling what that something might be; maybe it’s time to change direction. We often question why we started what we’re doing and why it doesn’t feel the same any more. I have been there several times with all kinds of commitments in my life, including my celibate gift. But, just as married people do, I made a promise and so there is only one direction left and that is God-ward. Recently, I’ve been appreciating afresh that God is love and that he expressed that love to us through suffering and covenant.
There is a humanistic wind blowing around that has created phrases like, ‘It’s not working for me’, but this is contrary to what Jesus said: ‘Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me.’ Ouch!
Psalm 1 says, ‘Oh, the joys of those who do not follow the advice of the wicked, or stand around with sinners, or join in with mockers. But they delight in the law of the Lord, meditating on it day and night. They are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season. Their leaves never wither, and they prosper in all they do.’ That’s a promise worth meditating on. Rather than listening to arguments as to why God’s various callings on our lives are simply not working and taking our wisdom from the prevailing wisdom of the world, let’s grab the promise of a fruitful, joyful life for those who focus rightly whatever the season.