I’m home.
And life is ordinary. But I love it.
I love the routine. I love the calmness.
The meat portion of our dinner is in the crockpot, and I’m about to go make some cauliflower rice and get the corn cooking.
Ordinary, everyday tasks.
But there’s beauty in this simplicity.
And I’m soaking in every second.
Psalm 13
How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever?
How long will You hide Your face from me?
How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart all the day?
How long will my enemy be exalted over me?
Consider and answer me, O Lord my God;
Enlighten my eyes, or I will sleep the sleep of death,
and my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,”
and my adversaries will rejoice when I am shaken.
But I have trusted in Your lovingkindness;
My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.
I will sing to the Lord,
Because He has dealt bountifully with me.
I used to fear the ordinary.
I really did. And more than that.
I despised the ordinary.
Because I thought to see God move, I needed to be living this grand, extraordinary life.
But I’ve learned to find God in the ordinary.
I’ve learned to see beauty in it.
It was when I started seeing my life according to what God has done for me–saved me, redeemed me, brought me into relationship with Him–that I’ve been able to rejoice when it feels like nothing “grand” is happening, or when I feel like my enemy is exulting over me in triumph.
He has dealt bountifully with me.
That’s the refrain of my heart day in and day out.
I live because He has dealt bountifully with me.
What glorious grace He lavishes on me!
My ordinary life can bring the King much glory–not because of anything I can do, but because of the work that He is doing in me.
