Sometimes the monotony of everyday life seems overwhelming, as though nothing I do makes a difference . . . or does it?
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No Ordinary Night
It wasn’t an ordinary night that night when Jesus was born. Poor Mary was giving birth with animals breathing down her neck, and mice scurrying around behind her. There wasn’t a midwife to guide her through the whole process. Maybe the innkeeper’s wife offered some assistance, I don’t know. Even if she did, it still…
Finding the Extra in My Ordinary
What’s new? It’s a question I hear all the time amongst friends. When asked of me I seldom seem to have a good response. What is new? I don’t want to answer with “Well, yesterday I got all the laundry washed, dried, folded, and put away.” Because that seems a bit . . . well…