This is a piece from 2010. I decided not to update it but run it as is. Enjoy.
As a pastor, I sometimes trip over the words coming out my mouth when I try to say that “God uses ‘little people.’” There ought to be a better way of saying that.
Some of us remember how hotel owner Leona Helmsley offended the world by saying that “only little people pay taxes.” She is now comfortably serving a long sentence for tax evasion in some federal institution. The judge probably added another six months just for the “little people” put-down. (I found out she died in 2007.)
How about “ordinary.” God uses ordinary people. Folks like you and me. He uses ordinary things. Ordinary days.
Look up the definition and you’ll quickly see the word means different things to different people. To some, it implies inferiority and the commonplace. In this article, it simply means: the normal, the usual.
A day like today. A person like you and me. A thing like this on my desk.
God delights in using the non-special.
Here’s a couple of songs on that theme.
ORDINARY DAY
I kiss my baby on the cheek
then she wraps her little arms around me
The rest of the world just melts away
As I’d hang on every word she would say
When I wake up and I see
The sun shining down on me
That’s when I thank God
For an ordinary day.
I drink my coffee on my swing in my back yard
The birds that are singing just don’t know how good they are
I’m so happy where I am right now
Isn’t that what life’s about anyhow
When I wake up and I see
The sun shining down on me
That’s when I thank God
For an ordinary day.