We hate the ordinariness of life, most of us. In a narcissistic mood, it can seem an insult
that we can’t be famous, or ‘successful,’ or filthy rich. It might sound like an overstatement but that
is basically the way we see things a lot of the time, is it not? We want the easy life that is full of
contentment and any possession we’d care to own... long life, good name or
“fame,” and prosperity.
Ironically, there are not many people that actually believe this
sort of ‘dream’ life is possible. Most
people are realistic enough to know this.
Yet, we strive for more. We’re
typically discontent with our lot.
I’ve commented on Avril Lavigne’s songs before. Her song Anything But Ordinary, off the
hit album “Let Go,” says so much about the frustration of life, and the anguish
and torment, not to mention the boredom of it, we deal with under the surface
in everyday life:
Is
it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
To
walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive.
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive.
It’s a statement of discontent.
Its problem is life itself. Is
life “enough?” Is it enough to
experience the absolute pinnacle of life i.e. love? Is it enough to go
through life simply breathing, or ‘complying’ with life’s demands and rules – is
it good enough? Ordinary things, and even extraordinary
things, like love, don’t seem enough at times.
Is it enough to die; rather be dead than ordinary? Please?
What about ‘extremes.’ Some
people, and particularly the young, need to go to the extremes to ‘taste’ life,
the life that’s not so boring; to break up the tedium.
There has to be more to life, surely! There has to be something to put our hope in;
something more to stimulate us. There
must be some rational and real purpose to it all. And there is.
It’s right under our nose and so very obvious, yet we don’t see it
because it doesn’t appear interesting
enough.
I’m suggesting that the ordinary life; my plain and ordinary
life, is so uniquely special, just being alive and thinking about all the
possibilities is on its own, simply breathtaking. The fact that I am ‘here’ typing this
article, communicating to you, and able to speak to myself and think and
create, is simply marvellous. And you
are where you are at, living something so incredibly different to me; our
experience of life is so very unique and mysterious to each other. I can’t
imagine what it’s like to think and feel quite like you, but the thought is
alluring.
We live at the very cusp of time: the present. We have the power to create history; in fact,
whether we like it or not, that is exactly what
we are doing in the present. We are
history-makers; it’s our most inherent purpose; we cannot stop writing a story
that is our life.
Oswald Chambers says, “Drudgery
is the touchstone of character... There are times when there is no... thrill,
but just the daily round, the common task....
Do not expect God always to give you His thrilling minutes, but learn to
live in the domain of drudgery by the power of God.”[1]
Drudgery is not a very exciting word; in fact, it is quite
ghastly. The point is you and your life:
it is a gift from God. He gives it to
you so you can discover your life purpose, something each one of us has to
discover for his or her own. That
purpose will drive us through life giving us power to create loving relationships
so we can leave our legacy on life.
·
What was it you wanted
said at your funeral?
·
What sort of person were
you?
·
What do your family and
co-workers and friends say of you?
You can have any ordinary life you want. You may as well; you’ll be stuck doing it
forty hours a week for most of the rest of your life, so you might as well
enjoy it! I can honestly say I’ve not
had “Mondayitis” for most the past twenty-plus years, which equates to 80
percent of my work life. I love work,
and I also love rest. What about you? Do you look forward to your life... your
work... time with your family... time to rest and refresh yourself?
Life is drudgery most of the time, so get over it and start living it. Be present one moment at a time. Things will change gradually. You’ll begin to love what you have.
Loving what we have is loving who we are, which is loving our
ordinary life for just what it is: a gift.
© 2014 S. J. Wickham.
[1]
Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His
Highest (New York: Dodd, Mead, 1935), 167, June 15 entry, cited in Ellen
Vaughn's Radical Gratitude: Discovering
Joy Through Everyday Thankfulness, (Grand Rapids, Michigan: Zondervan,
2005), p. 173.
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