Five Minute Friday
Just a bunch of friends hanging out writing together on the same prompt. 5 minutes, no pre-thinking, no editing. Link up at Lisa Jo's and remember to go encourage someone else. That's it.
Today's prompt: Ordinary
Ordinary. I don't think I've ever quite liked ordinary. That is what I am. Ordinary height, ordinary build, ordinary hair, ordinary size, ordinary intelligence.
Why just ordinary?
Why not extra-ordinary?
Am I not that already. My family needs me to be ordinary right now. If I was being called away I don't think we could handle it.
Ordinary means stability for my kiddos.
Ordinary means less demands on me for the moment.
Jesus was ordinary for most of his life. He didn't stand out much. Got up, went to work, came home - every day. When he was 12 he did something unusual that made people notice him...then nothing until he hit 30.
I think I might be okay with his kind of ordinary. Meeting up with his dad on a daily basis, doing the work in front of him and when the time came...doing what He was called to do. He was being faithful to what He was here for.
I want to be faithful, ordinary, doing what I'm called to do, however mundane that might look just at the moment, because one day, the Father might show up and say, "Now, tell them why you're here." and perhaps I'll know what to say.
That I'm just an ordinary person with and extra-ordinary Dad.
I don't usually write at midnite but hey, I was up anyway and guess what...thanks to my sweet friend I have an early-bird Allume ticket! Yes, I am going again!