It’s Just Ordinary, Isn’t It?
The time, that is. It’s ordinary time, right? A closer look at the scriptures given us for bread each Sunday points to something rather extraordinary about ordinary time.
There are cues about what following really means. There’s this peace thing…a wild joy on the part of the Church in the midst of its struggle and the struggle of the world. What are we to make of it?
None of this makes sense unless there is something behind it all. Behind the struggle that is. We are told again and again that we belong to someone; that we need to keep our eyes on the One who has bled for us. That belonging grounds us in a peace that the tempest raging can’t touch. And so we gather every week to remember…to eat and drink the remedy for our amnesia.
Yes, it’s quite extraordinary, this ordinary time.