Boredom is a gateway
into His Glory.
Boredom can be a tremendous blessing to our walk with God. We are tempted to avoid it, but only when we enter into and engage our boredom will we find the level of intimacy with God for which God designed us, and for which we seek. Boredom is a gateway into His Glory.
Meeting With God
There is nothing as boring as a barren desert, or a wilderness waste. It was in those places, alone, where Christ and the ancient Patriarchs and Prophets met with God.
- Moses was far from the entertaining delights of the Egyptian court in which he was raised when he encountered the burning bush. He walked on Holy Ground, and heard the voice of God.
- On the bleak backside of the desert Jesus won the battle over the world, the flesh and the devil. It was there that angels came and ministered to him.
- John the Beloved was in boring isolation on the desolate Isle of Patmos when he saw his heavenly visions and received God's Word to the church. From his time there we have the Book of the Revelation of Jesus Christ.
Boredom begins at the border of nothingness. It is that place beyond which our emotions are entertained, our soul is stimulated by social contact, and our senses are satisfied with external enticements. It is in that nothingness where we can most clearly hear, see, feel, and experience God in the depths of our spirit.
Nothing is Hard to Find
But finding the place of boredom is very hard to do. The entire 21st century is at war with "nothing." It lays siege against this emptiness of time and space. It has declared that boredom is a disorder of the culturally disadvantaged and the economically deprived. It has proclaimed that at no time do you need to be unengaged, un-entertained, or alone. We have been brainwashed by advertising and media, polluted by the persistent pursuit of physical and emotional pleasure. Our senses are over stimulated and continually satiated by society's pathetic prescriptions to cure this dread disease. And most us are so culturally conditioned that we do not even know it.
Just when this nothingness begins to creep up on us, to embrace us in its blessed benefit, having accepted the mind numbing slogans of our times, we reach for something to chase it away. We pick up the newspaper to find out what is happening to people we do not know in places we have never been that are of no consequence to us. We turn on the television and are entertained by what all too often is just plain idiocy. We put on some music to fill the silence with something, anything. We pick up the telephone and "reach out and touch someone," near or as far away as the other side of the globe. We click on the computer and enter cyberspace, the ultimate escape from the realness of who we are and how we feel. We never put down our Smartphone long enough to be fully present anywhere. We do all of this, and at the end of the day are ready for sleep, failing to realize we have been asleep all along.
In the blessedness of boredom we come face to face with two things; ourselves, and God. In coming face to face with ourselves we engage and enter into our inner nothingness. We feel a vacuum at the centre of our souls, and the void is overwhelming. We feel compelled to fill it with whatever we can, just so long as we no longer feel this existential angst.
What would happen if we embraced
boredom as a bridge over which we
must go if we are to ever enter into
the intimacy with the Almighty that
our words and prayers declare we desire?
But this is the ultimate horrible human reality. This is the terrible truth. At the centre of our soul there is a desert, a wasteland. It is a desert of nothingness that cannot be filled with the even greater nothingness offered by our society. It can only be alleviated by entering into it and encountering God. At the centre of the nothingness is where God will meet with us.
What would happen if, just for once, we decided to embrace the boredom, rather than escape from it? What would happen if we saw our boredom as an invitation to experience eternal realities? What would happen if we saw it as a bridge over which we must go if we are to ever enter into the intimacy with the Almighty that our words and prayers declare we desire? What would be the result if we refused to stimulate and satiate our senses and just sat silent before God? What would it be like if we turned off the entertainment and opened The Book?