Five minute Friday: On Ordinary
Remembering to do Five Minute Friday on the right day ftw! Last week, I was the second-to-last linky post, which is something. (I'm not sure what, but something.)So... Go.
I'm not sure I believe in ordinary. Which is interesting, because I don't think I knew that before I typed it. I don't think there is anything ordinary about any of us, because we are fearfully and wonderfully made. What in the world is ordinary about that? Rien du tout. The Daddy I know is everything and is in everything and every moment, no matter how banal or ordinary we might believe something to be. Doesn't that make every moment extraordinary? The fact that all things are inhabited by an all-loving and incredible DaddyGod robs anything of ordinariness. Or makes the ordinary extraordinary. I think. I am beginning to tie myself in knots. I do not have an 'ordinary' life. Things change (things fall apart, the centre cannot hold; mere anarchy is loosed upon the world - thank you, W.B. Yeats...), seasons change and Daddy is in all.
Um... Stop.
While you were busy tying yourself in knots, you were loosening the chains of ordinary right off of me!
ReplyDeleteAnd the key that unlocked me..."The fact that all things are inhabited by an all-loving and incredible DaddyGod robs anything of ordinariness. Or makes the ordinary extraordinary."
Amen! and Amen!
Great post!
Love this post. Thanks for being real!
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