Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me and know my anxious thoughts; And see if there be any hurtful way in me; And lead me in the everlasting way.
Psalm 139: 23-24
My children learned early on not to cast the phrase "I'm bored" in my presence. My answer was always, "Boredom is a lack of imagination on your part." My children never did incline their hearts to liking this response. What I really desired for them was to embrace boredom as an opportunity to turn inward and dream, contemplate, and struggle with life's grueling questions.
People today flee boredom's song. Internet, entertainment, prescriptive and non-prescriptive relief, the drowning sounds of non-stop conversations and music, and the ongoing, 24/7 Facebook entries keeps one from feeling what boredom requires-answers.
Boredom unveils our heart's cry. It is the soul's song for a more expansive view of God. Quenching boredom stifles our understanding of God and ultimately cast a blanket over the answers we desperately need. Who am I? What is this pain I feel? Will I ever feel whole again? Am I loved or even lovable? Is there a God, and if there is, what is He like? It is easier to flee these questions that boredom asks than to feel the pain of being searched by boredom's interrogative process.
The song of boredom is instructive. It teaches us how to filter life's events. It provides a foundation to build meaningful purpose upon. Boredom cries out like the psalmist to search our hearts and know our anxious thoughts. It purges our responses that inflict pain upon those we love. Boredom demands an audience, but unfortunately we have demanded it to take a permanent leave of absence.
The next time boredom strikes its note, lend it an ear. Turn your heart to it and relent to it as the schoolmaster that it is. You will not regret the momentum and joy it rewards and provides to its audience. Today, listen and learn the prose of boredom's song.
Today, Lord, I submit to boredom's song. "Search me and know my heart." Teach me how to live with meaning and purpose as I learn to surrender to the pain boredom unveils. Lead me in the everlasting way as I submit to the lessons that boredom has to teach. In Jesus' name, amen.
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