The Blessing of Boring

I was raised in church.  I can’t remember a time when I didn’t know about Jesus and what He did for me.  I could have led someone to the Lord long before I really knew Him myself.  Hymns, Bible verses, and theological tenets are essentially part of my DNA.

I wasn’t saved out of a life of blatantly obvious sin.  I hadn’t been addicted to drugs.  I hadn’t slept around.  I hadn’t stolen anything.  I have a boring testimony.

Praise God!

My husband is not an exciting man.  He’s loyal to a fault and faithful to the core.  He’s always been pretty uncomfortable around women and doesn’t have a long string of girlfriends in his past.  He was saved at a young age and also in a relatively undramatic fashion.  My husband is boring.

Praise God!

My childhood was pretty uneventful.  I graduated high school with people from my kindergarten class.  My parents are still married.  I’m still on speaking terms with my siblings.  My family is boring.

Praise God!

The older I get, the more I appreciate the relative boredom in my life.  I hear stories from friends of things in their past, things they’re dealing with now, things their families are facing, and I’m amazed.  I remember when my best friend’s parents got a divorce, and it rocked my world.  I can’t imagine being a teenager now and trying to cope with a friend dealing with the problems that are so prevalent today.

I know that no salvation story is truly boring.  Jesus’ blood was just as necessary to pay for my sins as those of a cold-blooded murderer.  His pursuit of me is no less awe-inspiring than the Apostle Paul’s encounter on the road to Damascus.  I’m just so thankful that the “after” of my story is so much more exciting than the “before.”

Truthfully, I have no idea what all He has saved me from.  I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if He hadn’t saved me when I was 12 years old, but there’s no way to answer that.  I have a feeling , though, that it would be a lot less boring.

Less boring because I would be constantly searching for meaning and direction.  Less boring because I would be always looking for love and acceptance.  Less boring because I would be working so hard to make up for my mistakes.

I pray that my children will live long and happy lives.  I pray that they will be successful in whatever they choose to do.  But most of all, I pray they will live the same sort of boring life that I have the privilege of living.  I pray that they will surrender to Him at a young age so that their “before” will be short and their “after” will be long.

If your life and testimony have been more “exciting” than mine, praise God!  You can reach people in ways that I can’t.  But if your story more closely resembles mine, let me encourage you to take a little time to thank Him for the boredom in your life.