My granddaughter called me the other night. I suspect she was somewhat bored and thought I’d be a good diversion. I don’t care what the reason was, I just felt honored that she called. We talked about what is happening in her life right now, what’s going on at school, what books we’re reading, and what we were having for dinner. It was an ordinary conversation.
Several weeks ago, I wrote about an “ordinary” Sunday drive. It was not an exceptionally fantastic drive, but it gave John and me time together, it got me out of the house after a week of being cooped up inside following knee surgery, and it allowed us the opportunity to see the world coming to life after a long winter. Just ordinary stuff.
Sometimes I think I take the ordinary, everyday events for granted: going to the grocery store, stopping at the gas station, going to church. It doesn’t seem like a big deal, but there are thousands of people in this world who would love to have the privilege. And perhaps one day, I’ll be at the grocery store and see a friend or even a stranger who needs an encouraging word or help with paying for their groceries. I might go to church and greet a newcomer who is so overwhelmed with life that walking through the front door of the building takes every ounce of courage she can muster. Those little ordinary moments have the potential to change a life.
So, that conversation with my granddaughter might not seem like much today, but someday she may have more important things to talk about, and all the phone calls leading up to that day will let her know I am a safe person to share her feelings with.
If your life today feels oh so very ordinary and underwhelming, don’t be discouraged. It is out of the ordinary that God allows the extraordinary to break forth.