Today I join this writing community for Five Minute Friday with the prompt, Ordinary. Writing briefly from the overflow of the heart.
Just five minutes of writing. No editing, no over-thinking, no back tracking. This challenges me to walk in freedom. I challenge you to do the same. Cozy up in your own place and write for just five minutes. In your journal, on a napkin, at your laptop right in front of you now. Just. Write
We sat there, in the morning sun at the picnic table with our bibles laid out. I still wipe tears with crumpled Kleenex over what I just heard about Ruth, the third chapter. Share with these friends how God speaks to me, right there in a room full of women.
And then I say it, how as a clergy wife in transition I feel like I am stuck in the in- between of life, not quite fitting in. Feel so ordinary. They smile in the pause and the words spill out, about how they feel the same. The way we all see ourselves standing on the outside of life looking in like Ruth, the Moabite finding her place in a new culture.
This honesty, how we all feel lonely, want more time with friends, find ourselves stuck in the ordinary looking at everyone else and sure we must be missing out on something more beautiful. It frees.
He reaches His extraordinary hand and pulls back the curtain of self-doubt, and shows his deep love in the midst of the everyday. That what we perceive as ordinary is really common grace.
This being understood, it’s warmth to the soul. Like he just put a blanket around my shoulders and said, “see, you aren’t really ordinary after all, because your mine and my love for you is anything but ordinary.”
Does your life feel ordinary?