G.K. Chesterton was an English writer, poet, and theologian around the turn of the Twentieth Century. C.S. Lewis credited Chesterton with moving the acclaimed creator of Narnia toward his own salvation. In many ways, the two share more than the tendency to use initials for first names. Both of their writing paints a stunning perspective of the act of creation—whether in poetry or art. To create anything is to engage in the play of God himself. Chesterton believed that the most mundane stuff of life can and should carry on the sheer delight of God as Creator.
When I grow up, I want to be Robin Hood. I always have, and, I suspect, I always will. The Disney cartoon held my imagination as a child in an iron grasp, and, through most of my childhood, I day-dreamed of archery contests, the clash of steel-on-steel, and rescuing fair damsels. To this day, I still nurse a glowing ember of hope that one day I’ll be able to don a feathered green cap and pick up a bow. My wife, however, isn’t so keen on the career change.
Whether we like it or not, most of life is monotonous. We do the same thing day after day, and we often feel like we have nothing to show for it. The laundry keeps piling up. The traffic on the road is always the same. The coffee pot always burns the brew. The spacebar on the keyboard at work always sticks. Life plods along the same as it always has. Often we end up wondering if there’s any value to what we do. But what if monotony itself has value?