Today is just an ordinary day. Nothing special. Nothing pressing. Even the sky is ordinary - it is gray with a bit a sunshine peaking through. Nothing spectacular. Nothing unusual.
We have just gone through the busiest season the year with Christmas. And now, we have ordinary days. Routine. Same chores, same errands, same house to clean, same dishes to wash and generally just being.
Ordinary is commonplace, normal, average, usual, customary, familiar. If life is "ordinary" does that mean it's boring? Uneventful? Mediocre? Characterless?
I have always been a very active person. Some people say I am "too busy." For me, an ordinary day is something special. It can be eventful. It can even be a spectacular adventure! And, I choose to make it that way on most of my ordinary days.
Yet as I am recovering from total knee surgery, an ordinary day is unusual for me. It is one of quiet moments, restful naps, praying for others, listening for the Lord's voice in a new way and pondering the amazing care and provision the Lord has given me.
Ordinary. Amazing. Beyond blessing.
