Never Dull by Elizabeth Puckett
I can honestly say that my life is never dull. Granted, this means there are challenges and trials as well as blessings and pleasantries but if I had a choice I think Iíd still take it all. I sincerely believe that without the not-so-pleasantries the pleasantries wouldnít be nearly so pleasant. Or at least, I wouldnít appreciate them as much. 

I think itís safe to say that sometimes life feels like a roller coaster with all of its twists, turns and loops. But sometimes it feels like a lazy afternoon stroll through the park. But regardless of circumstance and time, every day enfolds some bit of wisdom, healing or truth. The thing is you must consciously decide to unwrap the gift. 

No, Iím not preaching psycho-babble that every day is golden and you just have to look at things the right way. Thatís the farthest thing from my mind. The point Iím really trying to get across is that you need to take each day as it is. If it was hard, you might wonder why. Consider your ways. Consider what issues are unresolved or what voids remain empty. Donít be discouraged if you struggle. After all, struggling is a sign that you havenít given up yet. The time to worry is when you find yourself fighting nothing for then you have grown numb to your own conscience and ultimately, the voice of God. 

But what about the beautiful days, the moments in life when youíre coasting downhill? Isnít the only purpose of those days to just kick back and relax? Not hardly. In fact I think the purpose in blessings is overlooked even more than the usefulness of trials. To illustrate my point recall the parable of the talents. The servants that were entrusted with ten and five talents didnít hold on to them or bury them in the ground like the servant entrusted with one. They went out and multiplied their talents. They worked even when the master was away, even when they werenít being chastised or driven. And their reward was more than Iím sure they could have imagined. But the servant that buried his talent in the ground, claiming that his master was cruel and unjust, lost even that talent. 

I donít believe God blesses us expecting only a ďthank you,Ē although all too often we all fail to do even that. I believe He expects us to run with what He gives us. I even think He allows us the creative freedom to choose how we want to multiply those talents. Remember, the master went away. He didnít tell the servants what or how concerning the talents entrusted to them but he did expect them to do something and he expected them to give it back to him. And like atrophy, if you donít use it, you lose it. So donít forget, in your seasons of blessing, what youíre supposed to do with those talents. And just in case you werenít paying attention, the answer isnít burying them in the ground. 

So, with that in mind, spend a little time every day in meditation. Where are you going? What things did you speak today? What life did you live? Consider your ways. How did you react to your trials or blessings? Did you take what you were given and use it? Or did you flat line? What will you choose to learn and who will you choose to draw close to? What little joys did you find? The irony is that as you consider your ways and learn to cherish every day, you find that life really isnít dull at all, no matter how unexciting it may seem on the outside. The truth is we are often so busy, so quickly moving from one moment to the next that we never fully internalize the day. And consequently, we overlook things that, if we so desire, have the amazing potential to change who we are. 

Manís days are numbered. We only have so many. But thereís reason and purpose in every day. Every single day God is showing you something, whether you see it or not. Take it in; drink it up. Think about the caterpillar and its state. For so long it eats and spins and rests inside that little cocoon. Slowly it changes, little by little, until finally it breaks its shell and flies away as a new creature. I like to think that life is a lot like butterflies and caterpillars. During some points in our life we are fat, ugly little worms but in the end we become something as vibrant as a floating flower. Point is: you canít have one without the other. 

Life is never really dull, only unappreciated and undiscovered.

Elizabeth Puckett
Excerpted from More Than That,  November 2, 2005 Edited for length.

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