Monday, 6 January 2014


It's all over. The whirl of Christmas, the daring resolutions of the New Year. It's Day 6. And our courage, perseverance, excitement is lagging, if not nonexistent. Things are going back to the way they were in mid-December and we find ourselves doing the same old things, making the same old mistakes, being the same old people that we ever were. A feeling is beginning to loom over us like a rain cloud.

It's monotony. It's the telling of children every day to pick up their coats, put the books away, don't touch, chew and swallow, don't yell. You say those things until you feel like a broken record spinning off the same words into oblivion.

Perhaps Paul felt that way: "Rejoice! Again I will say rejoice." Maybe he felt the monotony of always answering the same questions, dealing with the same objections, doling out the same warnings, talking, talking, talking until I'm sure he wanted to throw down his pen, shut his mouth and throw his cloak over his head.

Maybe Paul felt that way sometimes, but this is what he says in Philippians 3: 16: "It is not trouble for me to write the same things to you again and it is a safeguard for you." It's not bother for me to repeat myself multiple times. It's not bother. Indeed it is a joy.

Maybe there are two ways of looking at everything. The marriage of fifty years. The same worn out bodies, intimately known. The same old jokes, the freckle on her cheek, the scar on his arm. The same annoying habits and eccentricities. Or maybe it's the familiar smiles and laughs - every experience drawing closer together. The way they work as a team. The trust, the loyalty. The bodies so well explored. The way she fits just perfectly in his arms. The way his chin rests on her head. Nothing jarring. Comfort.

The artist struggling over and over again to get his piece of work just right. The drawing of lines over and over again built with mounting frustration.

Back space, then type. Back space, then type. Or maybe artists feel the joy of merely practicing their craft and every try is a little closer to "just right."

Monotonous to till the same plot of acreage every year, or fulfilling. Annoying to repeat directions to a child, or a loving safeguard.

Perhaps we need less of man's tired attitude towards repeated activities and more of God's diversity and also "sameness" in nature. Perhaps God is younger than we are: "It may be that He (God) has the eternal appetitie of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we." (G.K. Chesterton) We've all seen how often a child can laugh over the same silly rhyme or joke. They don't tire of the same good things, like grownups do.

Remember how Jesus repeated "Truly" when what he was about to say was particularly important? Maybe every repetition is like Chesterton says: "The repetition in Nature seemed sometimes to be an excited repetition, like that of an angry schoolmaster saying the same thing over and over again...For grown up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony."

Perhaps the child's silly little rhymes are more important than we think. Maybe we should take greater note of the grass in the field. Is God weaker because he seems to delight in "monotony?" Maybe we are the weaker ones because we can't delight in it. I am surrounded by people who have lived their whole lives in this little place. They've married, kept jobs, went to church, had kids. We tend to applaud the ones who "break out;" who go away, maybe following their dreams, maybe fearing to become as "dull" as their parents. We say those adventurers are the strong ones. Maybe that's sometimes the easy way, though. Maybe the strong ones are the ones who stay.

The strong ones who follow God: not afraid of one day like another, who know the important work they do, every repetition an emphasis of this - the moms, the plumbers, the school teachers, the gardeners, the housecleaners, the child wranglers, the Pauls, the Christ like ones.
Maybe monotony isn't boring. Maybe it's frighteningly glorious.

- Millie

(Bible Quotes from the NIV)
(Quotes by G. K. Chesterton from"Orthodoxy")


  1. Wow, Millie! This is a wonderful post! I found myself both challenged and excited as I read. We tend to think that we need to be doing something big, but, without all the "little things", where would we be? I think the important part is that, whatever we're doing, regardless of its seeming importance, we're listening for God's leading. This has been something I've struggled with lately. But I know that, no matter where I go or what I'm doing, His plans are better than mine. Thanks for posting!

  2. Loved this SO much, Millie! Beautifully written, thoughtfully said. And glorious truth once again for the weary soul. Thank you :)

  3. Thank YOU, girls, for commenting. It makes my day when you do.

    - Millie

    1. I know the feeling. :) I'm happy to make your day!

  4. The sun rose over the hills to the east again this morning... as it always does...
    ... very much the same... and yet not so.
    I am thankful for the "same"ness and for the difference.

    A wonderful post, Millie...
    Thank you for challenging our hearts and minds.

    1. And thank you for commenting, Mr. D. :)

      - Millie