Burning or bored?

One of the most ironic events of the summer is hearing one’s children complain that they are bored! Boredom must be a terrible thing—at least the way they go on about it.
I do confess to having little tolerance for boring conversations if I can help it. Some people are terminally boring it seems. Give me someone who is adamant about what they believe—even if I don’t agree.
I would rather be involved in that dialogue every time.
With the Olympic Games this past summer, it was easy to find examples of intense commitment. The media has been good at providing us with the personal insights into some of the stories behind these remarkable athletes.
Although the Bible is full of examples of men and women of passionate commitment, it is saddening to observe that the church today and passion seldom cross paths.
The truth is that we were created to be passionate beings; God placed within us that fire. People direct it to many things. In this part of the country, it is fishing or the pursuit of the outdoors that often gets the nod. Others throw their passion into politics or into their careers.
The fact is you will have a passion for something because you were created that way.
I love the account in Luke’s Gospel (chapter 24), where Jesus appears after the resurrection to some of his disciples and they were somehow prevented from recognizing him while they walked.
After they realized whom it was, they asked rhetorically, “Did not our hearts burn within us as He was speaking to us on the road?”
Mankind was created to “burn” for God, to be passionate about our relationship with Him. It is not God’s desire that the church be dying of terminal boredom like so much of it is.
I am so thankful for the life that He is breathing into little corners of His church around us. It is happening out there.
Find yourself a place where the worship is passionate—where the people are passionate about a Saviour who was so passionate about us that He paid the ultimate price for our freedom.
My kids, no doubt, will be bored again next summer; it’s an annual event, I guess.
Similarly, our relationship with God is not to be only at Christmas and Easter, but rather an all-encompassing love affair that grows sweeter with time—and that transcends all denominational and national boundaries.