An Average Day

It’s an average day. I can’t think of anything outstanding that made it worse or better than another day. Maybe it took a little longer to pick out something to wear, but I was at my office with ten minutes to spare. I considered staying a little late but left at a normal hour – for me. It was a routine day: answered the usual questions, laughed with friends, fought through email, juggled orders, drove at a moderate speed, fed the dogs, spent time on the internet, ignored TV, and because I longed for a wee bit of excitement, I threw in two loads of wash once I got home. In high school we lived on such a quiet street that my friend and I felt sure we could sleep in the middle of the road and not be disturbed. It was almost the opposite of the Princess and the Pea tale and we were quite perturbed by our humdrum routine. Some people pray for a return to an average day after experiencing chaos and change and they wonder when their life will return to normal. Sometimes normal, usual and average have to be re-defined as a benefit of growth, but at times chaos rules and begins to feel like the new gauge for normal, to the detriment of sanity.

My prayer for the congregation?

Extraordinary, Life-Pulsing God, you creations are tempered by sound judgment, divine planning, and insightful concern. Nothing is left to chance. Nothing is ordinary in your realm. Let us rejoice in the simplest of days alongside celebrations, appreciate calmness beside turmoil, and diminish calamity until peace regains. Let us routinely review our standards and expectations to encompass the greater values of your shared wisdom and depthless love. Even though we may feel invisible and plain in our ordinary day, we are never withdrawn from your watchful care. Let us go forth in confidence every day, regardless of its significance, cloaked by your courage, strength and compassion. An average day can be mighty if lived as a Christ follower. Amen.