Ordinary.
Lately, I’ve been wrapping my mind around that word.
What I once accepted as ordinary is no longer enough for me.
Maybe it is an age-thing or maybe it’s a maturing-thing. Or, could it be what I’ve viewed as acceptable shouldn’t be accepted as the norm?
Do I have a specific area this applies to? Well, no. I’m thinking about work. And church. And music. And worship. I’m thinking about how I work with other people. And, how I relate to other people.
Nothing about life should be ordinary. Ordinary lends itself to becoming boring.
Who really wants boring?
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Thank you for sharing your thoughts! I can't wait to read what you have written.