Ordinariness
Be careful what you ask for you just might get it . For many years this has functioned as a warning against frivolous prayer, against treating God as a butler. Persistence in such requests may invite, rather, a painful object lesson. But none of these calculations interfered with my decision, soon followed by the action, to ask God regularly to help me be an ordinary person. My life has had many voices saying that “ordinary” is the way to go. The message did not connect. It’s not that I am extraordinary, but that “ordinary” has operated as a term of disdain. A litany of enticements beckon: Success, meaning, impact, “make a difference,” “fulfill your potential,” on and on and on. Naturally this meant that I needed to make everything around me better, and be better than others. The results? Failure by an impossible standard. Bitterness. Frustration. A scary enticement to disengage, to ce...