Recently I heard someone innocently mention something about the ordinary. That is a word we all understand. I know the word comes from the Latin root, which means it is regular or a normal occurrence. We also understand the ordinary as much more than a word. We understand the ordinary to be a description of most of our lives---at least, most of the time. Ordinary reminds us also of routine. My own life is pretty routine. That is not bad; I welcome routine.
At least for me, routine is helpful,
dependable and overall good. If I were
in pain, routine would be awful.
Generally, I am ok with the ordinary.
I realize I think about the ordinary in similar ways to routine. Ordinarily, I have the same thing for
breakfast. Ordinarily, I get up about
the same time, read the same papers, etc.
Routine spares us from much decision making. Both ordinary and routine are cousins to
habit. Clearly, there is great overlap
between ordinary, routine and habit. To
change a habit usually means my routine is interrupted and my ordinary is
disrupted. That can happen intentionally
or accidentally.
A new thought comes to me. Out of the ordinary there is always the
possibility of extraordinary. Most folks
know the word, extraordinary. But
probably we have not thought too much about it.
Not surprisingly, it also comes from the Latin. The prefix, “extra,” has been added to ordinary. It means outside of the normal or
routine. It also implies that something
is beyond the ordinary. Most of us think
the extraordinary is clearly different from the ordinary. Extra suggests something is laid on top of
the ordinary. It can mean more---as in
more than merely the ordinary. We get an
extra scoop of ice cream or we get to stay up later than usual.
Admittedly, I never thought about
the ordinary and extraordinary in terms of spirituality. Now is a good time to begin that exploration. I begin by positing that ordinary can be the
base line for being human. Ordinary
means there is a predictability to human growth and development. Kids turn one-year old and begin
speaking. Towards the end of that year
and into the third year, kids learn to walk and run. Language and movement become standard means
of being human. Peers become important
in our adolescent years. Routinely, the
years bring work, sometimes families and the like into our lives. We get old and then we die. That is ordinary.
I suspect into even the most
ordinary life comes some occasional serendipity. Serendipity offers a touch of the
extraordinary. But usually, these
occasions do not last. They are nice,
but not controllable. Sometimes our
ordinary life is interrupted by some extraordinary unwanted
occurrence---illness, bad luck or something.
Sometimes these can linger and many times they also are not
controllable. The best we can do is cope
with it.
And then there is the Spirit. If I can invite the Spirit into my life or,
perhaps, welcome the Spirit when it comes to me, then I always invite and
welcome the extraordinary into my ordinary life. It is not simply an add-on; it is
“more.” To welcome the Spirit is to opt
for becoming spiritual. I can put it
theologically, as the Apostle Paul, did in Galatians when he said to become
spiritual is to say, “it is not I” but it is “Christ who lives within me.” This suggests to me that the extraordinary is
not an add-on, but it is a “different from the normal me.”
To become spiritual is to become
different from the normal me---a new person, as Paul once again
proclaimed. I have a new center and a
renewed focus. This comes with a new
purpose and delivers meaning in a way I never experienced. Effectively, becoming spiritual means my
ordinary is transformed. Truly spiritual
folks are not ego-driven. They are drawn
to a life of service and compassion.
Only in the Spirit does it makes
sense to say, “not my will.” Only in the
Spirit does it make sense to say, “ok, your will is the way.” To submit to the way of the Spirit is to be
open to the extraordinary in life. I am
willing to give up who I ordinarily want to be and what I ordinarily want to
do. Of course, this requires both faith
and courage. I don’t have it down to a
science. I am still more of a child in
my early formation and education. I know
so well my ordinary way of being and doing, it is not easy to give this up so
that I can be extraordinary. Sometimes I
even have a difficult time trusting that I can be extraordinary.
But that is God’s promise. Each of us is designed for and extraordinary
life. We are special. We are indeed a child of God. Sadly, the church has so often turned that
idea into an ordinary thing. They
relegate being a child of God simply to being good, conformist, and
passive. This saps the marrow out of
what it means to be extraordinary.
To be extraordinary typically feels
very special and blessed. It transforms
our existence into vitality. It turns
our plodding into a dance. It transforms
the monotone of life into the rhythm that is necessary for dance. To be extraordinary requires a whole new
range of verbs to describe life: dance, bounce, soar and so much more.
The extraordinary is not hard to
find. It is always in the ordinary. That is where we find the Spirit. Find the Spirit and the extraordinary
comes. The extra in the ordinary.
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