It’s another day here. I wake before dawn, press the button on the coffee pot, settle in with my Bible and am hit with the reality that this sinful heart has far to go in this life. This life that is bent on transforming into the image my heart longs to reflect.
I hear everyone else in the home, deep in their sleep. Little ones with their breath reaching out into the cool of the air. My husband….tossing and turning. I know his mind has not fully turned off and his alarm will wake him soon.
Every day seems the same. Just an ordinary day in our home. Wake, read, cook, teach, learn, clean, laugh, sing, dance, make a mess, cry, heart talks, sin, hurt feelings and that never-ending list I didn’t think about before I became a Mom.
The unending meals that need to be prepared, the laundry that could truly make Mt. Rushmore blush at times and the nonstop traffic on the floors that show the wear and tear of boisterous boys too busy to remember ‘please take your shoes off at the door.’
It’s another ordinary day here.
In the midst of he monotony and often chaos within that same gray day, I get a glimpse of the future. I see growth that occurred during the night as their eyes reach closer and closer to mine. My sweet one turns her head and my breath is taken away, because the sweet child in front of me is growing closer to being a woman with each day that passes.
And the ordinary slips away.
I’m reminded – this time is fleeting. I can’t be bogged down in the normal. Nor will I accept it. I have to push forward, remember each moment is a gift and this time will slip through my hands like the sand at the beach over the summer.
I will blink and this ordinary it will be gone.
So, I look at the list, the unending meals, the Mt. Rushmore of Laundry and I gather the troops. We conquer the mundane together. We find laughter, joy and comeraderi that only comes from living this life together – serving one another, not settling for ordinary, but seeking the unbearable beauty of love and service and today – it’s Friday…
Today, is another chance to break out of the ordinary to be more than we are – to become what we were created to be. We’re slipping on boots, gloves and hats- driving and heading to our Friday destination. Horses and animals that need help. They need food and there are stalls that need to be cleaned.
And I realize – ordinary-is what you make it. Me, I’m tired of the mundane and sinking my head. I’m ready to sing the joyful songs and end each day knowing – ordinary is sublime when I stop reflecting on what seems impossible and I hand it over and realize – it’s a perfect opportunity to be more and do more than just survive – but to live a life of freedom…
In the more than ordinary
What are you doing today to create a “ordinary sublime” – a more than ordinary life?