Lord of Boredom
O, Jesus, be the Lord of my boredom and complacency. There are days when I think there is no magic in our belief to make all things better and new. On those days, like this day, my impotent faith seems stagnant, turned sour by doubt. Maybe this gospel really doesn't change anything. Maybe our progress is the same as everyone else who does good, but without you, Jesus.
But on the other hand, maybe days like this one are to remind me there is no magic. And that there is no healing for the nations unless they come to you and receive it from your hands. Am I surprised when our wavering faith and wandering hearts fail to receive what we hope for? But you are sovereign. You are Lord, even in the grey and mundane. Even when nothing is happening. Such blankness stirs our forgetful souls to seek you again.
But on the other hand, maybe days like this one are to remind me there is no magic. And that there is no healing for the nations unless they come to you and receive it from your hands. Am I surprised when our wavering faith and wandering hearts fail to receive what we hope for? But you are sovereign. You are Lord, even in the grey and mundane. Even when nothing is happening. Such blankness stirs our forgetful souls to seek you again.
posted by soulster at 1:18 AM
2 Comments:
Thank you Ben. I need to be reminded that evry day is in Jesus' more than capable hands.
Where can our culture feel our need for God? We are largely overfed, over-entertained, over-insured, over-paid, over-housed, and over about everything else you can think of. In such a miserably safe existence, there is still one huge felt need. We need someone to rescue us from our mundane, safe, and boring lives.
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