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Thursday, February 10, 2011

An Extraordinary Life?

Update: Watch a video of the song called "Extraordinary Life" in the post "An Extraordinary Life, Part 2".

My life looks very ordinary. I'm a wife and a stay-at-home mom living in a town in Texas a lot of people have never heard of.  I give my daughter a bottle 4x a day, cook dinner, hang with friends, clean my house, lead Young Life.  Before Ellie, I worked and did the normal 8 to 5 thing.  See? I'm totally ordinary.

And then there's this songwriting thing.  I often view it as my ticket out of "ordinary" and into "extraordinary."  I mean, what if I could write a song that some famous rock star recorded? Yes...that would make me extraordinary.  I would be doing something extraordinary for God, right? All this time spent writing and singing would be for something. It would be my day job, and I would start to love answering the common question "what do you do?" and I would start to love being introduced as a "professional songwriter."  I would be extraordinary.

Wow. Don't I sound like a terrible person? Lately, I've felt convicted about this lie... the lie that we must do something extraordinary for God, the lie that ordinary is not enough.

The truth is, we should not focus so much on being extraordinary, but on being extraordinarily faithful to God in the ordinary moments on the most ordinary of days.

There is more to this story, and I'll post more about it in the coming days.  But, until then I want to leave you with the lyrics of a new song I wrote a few weeks ago as I was thinking about these things.  I hope it encourages you.    

So, what's your story? What's your ticket out of the ordinary and into the extraordinary? Are you ok with being ordinary in the eyes of the world, knowing that you are extraordinarily made by an extraordinary God?  Are you extraordinarily faithful in the ordinary moments? 

1 comment:

  1. i love it. i feel the same. thanks for writing this song for both of us :) can't wait to hear the music. wish you could just pop over and play it for me - i miss those days.

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