Most of us are most comfortable moving at an even pace through life. We tend to get up each morning about the same time and head for bed at about the same time each night. We talk to pretty much the same people day after day, check the same news sources, prefer a certain chair, and early on we establish a set protocol for getting ourselves ready to face each day, then follow a set pattern of beginning our work, checking our mail, getting the kids off to school, exercising for a certain period of time, eating meals, watching the same television shows, catching up on face book, or accomplishing whatever tasks have become part of our daily routine. We're creatures of habit.
A certain amount of routine saves time and brings order to our lives; but sometimes we're just in a rut. Long ago a teacher advised a group of us to "live until we die." At first that appears to be a nonsense statement, but in truth, it is quite telling. What is the point of reducing life to a boring repetition of mundane tasks? We're alive, but are we living? Each day should bring a new discovery, a different perspective, a new realization. The scriptures tell us God meant for us to have joy. There may be peace in following a rut, but not much joy.