What I do every day is ridiculous, thankless, and boring. The only valuable thing about it is the routine it creates, which seems to take the edge off the boredom. I’m terrified of being stuck in a similar situation in the long term.
Why I suppose this shows what a feeble and non-transformative faith I have. It shows I believe that only exciting and cool-sounding ventures can be avenues for growth. It’s a convenient little idea to hold on to, as it relieves us of being responsible for our spiritual stagnation. But we are called to work out our salvation always, not just during ‘milestone’ experiences. In the mundane, too. In the infinitely humbling office where I may as well not exist save for my beautiful and precise hole-punching.