Some of my favorite moments in life come dressed in the most ordinary clothes.
These days, while there are plenty of ordinary moments out there, we so often miss them because we are distracted by our phones, our schedules, and our own mess of busyness (“busy-mess”?!), caught up in the blurry speed of modern life.
Last week, I read a blog post entitled “Cough drops and kindness” that features a simple story of an ordinary interaction between people in a line at the post office. One of those people happens to be my magnificent mama Martha, and the other, the writer of this blog, a stranger, who takes the time to look up and who chooses to engage in an ordinary moment. The result? Simple and surprising joy.
Read this story once, twice, thrice, infinite times; may it serve as a reminder that we do indeed have choices — to slow down, to take a breath, to look up, and to smell not just the roses, but the beauty of humanity around us.
Our world feels so heavy with loss and tragedy right now; may we challenge ourselves to pay attention and look for the extraordinary in the ordinary and lift each other up a little bit more. There is beauty and grace to behold — everywhere and every day; it just may not look like what we had in mind. And it may be right in front of us.
Thanks be to God.