Quiet Moments With God -- There Is No Such Thing As Ordinary

Throughout the years, I've shared a speech about gifts. Not the kind you expect, all tied up with beautiful wrapping paper and bows, but the kind that come in plain or even unattractive packages. Yesterday reminded me of those kinds of gifts.

For those of you who follow my blogs you know I've spent the last couple of months homebound, healing from a back injury. I've so wanted to get out and be "normal" and yesterday was my chance. I attended church (yay!)and then went into town to do some grocery shopping. Since I've been laid up, my husband has been trying to keep the shelves stocked with necessities, but we were woefully low on basic day-to-day items.

After church, which I thoroughly enjoyed by the way, my husband drove us to town. Our grandson, Corey, in the back seat chattered about plans that he has for our small farm. He made me smile all the way to town.

Once in the store I rode on a cart (that was a milestone)and instructed Corey which grocery items to get off the shelves. He loves to help. He placed them in the cart while my husband pushed, ran after forgotten items and paid the bill. My two boys loaded the groceries into the car.

It was a pretty ordinary day --NOT! It was a mermorable day! You might wonder why, when nothng particularly spectacular happened. Well, that's the secret--all kinds of spectacular things did happen.

First off the world seemed bright and interesting--I haven't seen it in eight weeks so I noticed all the greenery, interesting people and loved the feel of the breeze and smell of evergreen scented air. And my grandson gave me a bazillion hugs and "I love you's". I REALLY liked that. He chattered away, talking about life and smiling all the while. It felt as if I were hanging out in the sunshine. My husband was kind, patient and helpful. More than once I felt his touch on my shoulder or arm, just a reminder that he cares. And when his eyes met mine they held extra tenderness.. I felt cherished. There's nothing ordinary about that.

Feeling loved is definitely not ordinary. It's extraordinary.

When was the last time you made an ordinary day special for someone you love? Do it soon, you'll love it and so will that dear person whose part of your life.


Grace and peace to you from God.

Bonnie