A small flame

A small flame

Exultant Monotony

{re-posting this from a few years ago . . . so thankful that my Abba never tires of the monotony of loving and blessing and gracing me!}





He finds me in the kitchen and grins, the way only a two-year-old can, while he holds his arms up.

'Spin me!'

We whirl and laugh.

And when the we stop and my world keeps spinning,
he is unfazed and squeals to 'do it again!'.

I shake my head and wonder. . . like I did the last time and the time before that. . . what would it take for him to say he'd had enough?



So, when Phil shares these words with me {he knows me so well to chose them for me}, they make a kind of worshipful sense to this mama of 'do-it-again' boys :



"Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony.

But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger
than we." — G.K. Chesterton






Some days just feel tired and old and worn,
but our Father is eternal!


His exuberant repetition of beauty and grace weaves through our lives . . . all we have to do is look for it.




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1 comment:

Jenni said...

such a wonderful quote! Thanks for sharing it again.