“In the immense cathedral which is the universe of God, each man, whether scholar or manual laborer, is called to act as the priest of his whole life–to take all that is human, and to turn it into an offering and a hymn of glory.”
It’s hard to imagine that even the most boring aspects of my life can be turned into something that would bring glory to the Divine. But then I wonder: why are those parts of my life boring? Because they were inherently and irrevocably so, or because I’m not using them properly?
Maybe life isn’t boring at all sometimes.
Maybe it’s me who’s bored with the incredible gift I’ve received.
Maybe it’s time to stop writing (and for you, to stop reading) and go do something about that.