ordinary: of a kind to be expected in the normal order of events;
“So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it.”
Romans 12: 1,2 (MSG)
For quite some time, I have been thinking about ordinary things…the daily things that compromise my life…the things that come around with such frequency that they make life feel like it exists on a treadmill.
I have also been thinking about worship and how to live a life defined by worship when life is composed mostly of ordinary daily things…
This past summer I felt anything but inspired by my day-to-day life…truth be told, it’s not only this past summer but the most clearest time that drifts through my memories.
The laundry, the bills, the dishes, what to make for dinner, dog fur and more dog fur…there is a time where “What’s the use?” springs to mind moment by dusty moment. I didn’t feel any shape or form like Brother Lawrence…well maybe the shape but not the attitude.
Somehow I have had the wrong impression that worship comes from a clean place…a tidy space…a land without mounds of clutter. Yet that is just the place that Jesus came to reside with us. Jesus didn’t just hang out in the synagogue and wait for the needy to show up. He went out to the open road, the marketplace, to homes that contained the sick, sinners and the hospitable, to the place where the helpless attempted to tread and to where fish were sometimes caught.
Jesus entered into the lives of those He surrounded. He does the same for us. He enters into our bulging calendars and overdue books and He says He has come to lock arms with us in our work…He wants us to place our burdens at His feet but He also wants us to give Him those routine tasks…He wants the ordinary given to Him…that’s our offering to Him.
I want to wake up each morning and offer Him not only my day but also the dailiness of my day. The ordinary is not the exception…it is to be expected…anticipated…so I must be ready to enter into it fully and with His Presence all over it.
I recently read this in Mark Buchanan’s book The Rest of God:
“What if your work became worship? What if the work of your hands–repairing lawn mowers, scouring pots, paving streets, mending bones, balancing ledgers–was Eucharistic, a sacrament of God’s presence that you gave and received? What if Jesus himself was your boss, the One who watched over you and honored with your efforts?
Here’s a radical idea: next time you’re tempted to complain about your work, praise God for it instead. Next time you open your mouth to gossip about people you work with or smear those you work for, stop yourself and turn in the other direction: pray for them, thank God for them, find the good in them. Next time you want to quit, pour that into worship.”
There is a theme in our walk with God and it is all contained in the daily…
Daily taking up our cross.
Daily coming to Him in prayer and in confession.
Daily reading His Word.
Daily remembering that His mercies are new every morning.
Daily knowing that He will provide us manna in our wildernesses.
Daily keeping company with Him
Daily offering the ordinary to Him…our spiritual worship.
We are ordinary people…who daily walk out lives filled with a multitude of ordinary moments…give them to our Extraordinary God and get ready to witness the miraculous…His glory.