Ordinary

All right, so today is Sunday
around 9:30 I did my cp
which was of course bombarded
with thoughts - i'm so tired of thoughts
that I don't even want to think of them.

that makes a lot of sense, right?

well, i finished the c.p. and i was going
to go to the 11 o'clock mass and I wanted
to take a shower - well, the shower was
occupied - so I didn't get to take a shower.

waiting for the shower I laid on the bed
and I thought to myself --- I'm so ordinary
that it is pathetic.  i'll never be anything but
ordinary.   even my love for god is ordinary.
no fireworks in that department.

so, i said, well, i'm going to go to mass shower or no
shower.  so, I changed my clothes, got dressed and
off john and i went.

we made church just as theyare singing the opening hymn.

love this church.  love looking at the people.
anyway the priest was funny.  had a few funny jokes,
really, he did.

then he started talking about the gospel.

guess what it was about - ordinary -
being ordinary -
well, my ears picked up.

when christ started preaching his message,
people listenend and were interested in what
he had to say - until they realized who he was.

Isn't this Jesus?
Isn't he the son of the carpenter Joseph?

for 30 years he lived in their midst
an ordinary life, nothing out of the ordinary about him

helped his father
helped his mother
went to synagogue

but now
he was so ordinary that now the pharisees
sought to take his life.

it is kind of hard to believe that someone
so ordinary could have such a message.

so now ordinary doesn't sound so bad.
maybe there is something to it after all.
and ordinary aint so bad.



i just wish it had a little more pazzaz.



Seeeee ya


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