I find the biggest challenge to my faith is the normal times. There are moments of great height and moments of great struggle which for some reason are easier to take than simply making my way through mid-range, day-to-day. What is to press us to continue to be faithful with just normal everyday stuff to do? It feels a bit like going through the motions.
Remaining true in normal times is not about the romance or long-suffering or passion but making room for the holy in the simple things which is easier said than done. In times like these, I look around and seek to appreciate just breathing and being alive and the flavor of my food and the wind in my face. The things that help me remember God’s presence. I trust that God is as present in the magnificent times and dismal times and normal times. I keep to the patterns of my life. Perhaps I will discover the voice of God even in the patterns…
