More Thoughts on the Mundane
Yesterday I went to work at the church library ready to start another ordinary day, but wanting to be on the lookout for the extraordinary, right? Two things leaped out at me. First my day was far from ordinary. The printer refused to work, my Internet didn't work, and when I tried to put the tape on the barcode labels, the tape kept wrinkling and I had to reapply it, which of course meant making a new barcode, but of course the printer wouldn't work, so I couldn't do that. So an ordinary day can twist itself into knots on occasion.
Later in the morning, I did get help with the printer, the Internet came back on, and I returned to that mundane routine, which I found quite fun. So, routine is good. It certainly is better than a knotty type of day!
As I walked to the school library with some books that belonged there, I glanced at the overcast, dreary sky, and in the distance I heard birds singing. They made the sky less dreary. While contemplating that, a student came out of a classroom, and asked me if he could help. "Of course," I said. I asked how he had been and if he still enjoyed reading, and then he said, "Mrs. Turner, I miss you being the school librarian." Books delivered, he went on his way. He was like the bird making the day less dreary, less mundane.
Ordinary days are never really ordinary when God sits in the center of it.
I hope your day is blessed. Thank you for stopping in.
Later in the morning, I did get help with the printer, the Internet came back on, and I returned to that mundane routine, which I found quite fun. So, routine is good. It certainly is better than a knotty type of day!
As I walked to the school library with some books that belonged there, I glanced at the overcast, dreary sky, and in the distance I heard birds singing. They made the sky less dreary. While contemplating that, a student came out of a classroom, and asked me if he could help. "Of course," I said. I asked how he had been and if he still enjoyed reading, and then he said, "Mrs. Turner, I miss you being the school librarian." Books delivered, he went on his way. He was like the bird making the day less dreary, less mundane.
Ordinary days are never really ordinary when God sits in the center of it.
I hope your day is blessed. Thank you for stopping in.
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