I APPEAL to you therefore, brethren, and beg of you in view of [all] the mercies of God, to make a decisive dedication of your bodies [presenting all your members and faculties] as a living sacrifice, holy (devoted, consecrated) and well pleasing to God, which is your reasonable (rational, intelligent) service and spiritual worship. Romans 12: 1 (AMP)
Yesterday was an ordinary day…it was Sunday and that means church.
Yesterday late in the afternoon…my grandfather quietly went to his eternal resting place with the Savior…he was such a sweet dear man who it only seemed right that he would just simply go…when it was his time.
It is ordinary to pass when one has lived a full and blessed life…and for that I am grateful.
Carl gave me the phone that held my mom on the other side and I saw his eyes and knew what I would hear after my greeting…yet I made her repeat it as if that could change the fact that he was gone. It seemed unreal since I had just talked with her perhaps a half hour earlier…but just as quickly he passed from the ordinary into the extraordinary presence of the Lord.
I took a long walk after emailing my prayer warrior chicks…just to clear my head and somehow feel closer to heaven in the sweet brisk air…and yet when I came home…I was smack back in the midst of the ordinary…dinner needing to be made ( thanks Barb for that pasta salad…you had no way of knowing…neither did I…but it made dinner so much easier)…dishes to clear and clean…lunches to be made…bath time…story time…the nightly non-negotiables…pick up the living room and set up the coffee…
It was so good to know that as I did these little ordinary things…I offered them to Him…He knew my day…He knew my sadness… yet because I gave the little dailies to Him…I felt able to keep on doing them…day by day. I knew that He knows the big and small of my life…and it is all His anyway…because my life is now hidden in Christ. I prayed the night Office which helps because it has absolutely nothing to do with my feeble formed words but the Word…it is an offering to me that I give right back to the Maker.
I realized on my walk yesterday how wonderful it is to love and be loved by an all-sufficient God…He knew that in the course of just a few months I would lose my last two grandparents…all of my grandparents have been such steady presences in my life…spiritual pillars that have shaped me…how amazing that He would place us in a church body where we have felt adopted by many seniors who have loved us and encouraged us…He was already filling the hole that we didn’t know would exist.
Once again we walk ordinary steps in our ordinary days…yet if we pause long enough, we come face to face with the spectacular as we make each and every moment of our days cause for worship…a simple offering…our daily worship.
What else could we offer the One that has given us life…but just that…our very life…will you offer Him every nook and cranny of your day and night?