Monotony and Glory
A day, like any other day, in the life of Kelli.
Well. It begins at 6:30 am, when I am rudely awakened by the loud screeching of my alarm clock-- the alarm clock that my responsible self has stationed at the opposite side of the room so that I am forced to climb out of bed and drag myself across the floor to turn off. [how I hate resonsibility at this hour.] Snooze, as planned, for 15 minutes. Then begins the fight to wrestle myself out of the mangled comforter which has somehow twisted itself around me. Return my pajama pants to their correct tag-in-the-back position.
Shower. Barely get ready in time. And not because I haven’t allotted enough time, but because even responsible kelli cannot account for the fact that my kelli-time in the morning stretches itself for as long as possible, and I find myself throwing dress clothes on at the last minute. If I were more composed in life I would chastise myself right now for this fact, but in honesty, I prize those minutes of sanity far more than the perfection of my hair. It seems I am more concerned with composing my thoughts than my appearance.
8 am, arrive at work. And dial. Dial for 7.5 hours. Dial a minimum of 130 people. Some of them pleasant, some of them humiliating, but most of them not bothering to answer at all.
5 pm, 9 hours later, walk outside and breathe in the outdoors.
At this point, I will occupy myself with various somethings and nothings for the next 6 hours before bed.
And then wake up, and do it all again.
I can’t help but hear the words of Misty Edwards echoing in my head: “What. Is the point?!”
Monotony and Glory.
Truth? I don't know. I know I am here to be loved by Him, and to love Him. But why the monotony? Most of us have a dream and a calling that will bring us joy to fulfill, But the reality is that most people will also find themselves in a season of monotony- a season of the in-between.
Monotony and glory. I know it's there. I know there is glory hiding in the shadows of monotony.
Why was Paul a tent maker? Did he enjoy it? What did the Lord think of him while he made tents? And why was Moses in Midian for so long before returning to Egypt? Why did David have to spend so many years running around a mountain before becoming King, when he had been chosen and anointed years before?
I just hear David on the mountain crying, "Oh God, where is Your glory?!?!" Let me look on the beauty of your face all the days of my life. Please! I am desperate for this. How will I survive, otherwise?
And so I come, singing over myself "monotony and glory, kelli. monotony and glory." And still having little revelation, and having little idea of where to go.
What do we do, when monotony hits the hardest?
So far, this is all I have:
"Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you also will appear with him in glory." [Colossians 3:1-4]
And,
"Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful." [Colossians 3:15]
At the end of the day, no matter how I have spent it, He is enthroned, and He still is who He is.
Therein lies my peace.
I will need strength for the valley ; I will need strength when my enemies torment me.
But even as silly and frail as it is, Lord, I need strength for the monotony.
Monotony and glory. Oh God, be glorified in me!
"'Father, glorify your name!' Then a voice came from heaven, 'I have glorified it, and will glorify it again.'"
~ John 12:28
