Five minutes. No Edits. Just writing.
The word is: Wonder
Cleaning up my kitchen, putting breakfast dishes away, washing the pan, scraping off the remaining eggs…
And the Christmas music is playing.
Amy Grant’s melody…
“Do you wonder as you watch my face if a wise one should have had my place?”
Oh Lord, I wonder that daily! The pieces you’ve put in my life. The gifts of children. The ministries and friendships… God, do you ever wonder, “Should I have picked someone wiser?”
My eyes brim with tears as I consider His grace, my mistakes, His love, my inadequacies, His strength, my weakness, His Spirit…
And then the very next song… Strange way to save the world… “Why her? She’s such an ordinary girl.”
Chest tightens. I set down the towel. Tears flow.
Lord, I feel so ordinary. So inadequate. So simple.
I thank you for choosing the simple. The broken. The plain. The unwise. The messy.
Oh come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.