It’s what we’re called to isn’t it? Doing the ordinary extraordinarily.
The normal abnormally.
The expected unexpectedly.
Doing the common task with unexpected excellence and working as unto God and not unto men.
But each day we’re bombarded by routine. We act by rote, not really thinking, not considering our motive or why we do what we do. Most days, if we’re honest, we’re annoyed by the daily tasks that pile up. The tasks that are expected of us but often unappreciated.
Do we wash the dishes/change the diapers/make the coffee/nurse the baby/shop/cook/clean/carpool as an annoyance to be tolerated on our way to the bigger thing, the thing we were really created for? Or is it enough….
Is it possible to live our day where we are, tasting each moment, savoring the work, satisfied with the season we’re in?
Or are we condemned to ever seek, question, complain, long, fret, compare our lives with some dreamed up ideal we think real life is really about?
This can’t be as good as it gets, can it? Oh, I feel you. Some days the grass looks so much greener over there and the common tasks about overwhelm me with their routine and gray sameness.
But I’m crying out and begging Him to teach me how to:
- Change a diaper the way He took a towel…
- Serve a meal the way He broke bread….
- Love the outcast like He touched a leper…
- Honor others the way He spoke to the woman at the well…
- Love the unrighteous like He wrote on the ground…
He showed no prejudice and no partiality. Kings and commoners, all were the same to Him. His life and His offer to each was always love.
Everything He did He transfigured. Every word, encounter and miracle was imbued with the uncommon. Saturated by the unexpected. He made the impossible possible and impregnated every moment with grace. And He says two simple words.
Follow me as I live.
Follow me and you will live an uncommon, abnormal and gloriously unexpected life.
Here's my prayer:
Lord, help me to honor you by my actions every day. To make holy the common task and find the divine in each moment.