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Not so Ordinary

We went to church with my brother and his awesome wife while we were visiting last weekend and the preacher started his message with an idea that's really got me thinking.

He talked about the fact that Jesus was very ordinary, ordinary looking that is. There were no orbs of light surrouding his head, or a choir of angels to announce his coming. In fact, he pointed out that if you were to look at a picture of Jesus sitting with his disciples, more than likely Jesus would have blended right into the group. Now of course Jesus' ministry was anything BUT ordinary. Everything that he did set him apart from those around him. So for the past few days I have been pondering on a couple of things.

First of all, I thank God that Jesus took on human form to come and be crushed for our iniquities. I know that there is not a single struggle that I will face that Jesus did not encounter while he walked the earth. He was tempted by Satan himself, he experienced suffering and grief and joy and every other emotion my heart will feel, and more. Christ became a man so that he could identify with every obstacle that I must overcome. He truly can grieve when I am grieving and shout for joy when I experience victories because he KNOWS firsthand what I am going through. I can rest in Him, knowing that He has been down this road before me!

The second thing that really has me thinking is that as a Christian, I am called to be more like the One who was pierced for my sin. Yes, I like Jesus look ordinary from an outward glance. Like Christ, a picture of me would not explain anything about my life or set me apart from a crowd, but what about my life, is it ordinary as well? Do I blend in with the crowd? Or, do I stand out like a sore thumb because my actions speak of the Savior I follow? I'm afraid to say that I am more of a chameleon than a world changer. But, I feel challenged to change that because little eyes are watching to see the Christ in me. My actions will speak so much louder than the words that spew from my mouth. I must live my life so that Tyler and Katy know Who I serve without ever having to tell them.

So, flood my life Holy Spirit. Come in and lead this weary mom to become so much more than ordinary for the One that was crushed for me!

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Andi Hawkins said…
You are already a shining example to your kids and to me. Thank you for being such a good friend and anything but ordinary. Love you.

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