Several days ago I spent a day taking down Christmas decorations in the church, visiting a parishioner on her 100th birthday, helping to count the Sunday collection money, and beginning the planning process for a funeral. That night I made the comment: "I hope tomorrow will be a normal day."
"What ever did I mean by that?" I thought the next morning. Did I want an easier kind of day? Did I want less variety in my day? After a couple of unexpected conversations I realized that this new day was not a "normal" one either.
Maybe there is no such thing as a "normal" day, since each day is unique. Each day has its own challenges, its own gifts, its own blessings and opportunities to spread joy and love. In order for me to live each day fully I must be open to those moments when God's grace is offered to me, but if I am only looking for a "normal" day I may miss some of the unique blessings of that particular day.
Do you see each day as unique?
Marie Lucek, OP