I had a birthday this week. A big one, according to most folks. It made me think a little, which is about as much as I ever seem to think- but that’s another story and only slightly related. What I was thinking about is time. Time marches on. Time waits for no man. It gets a little heavy, TBH. I’m not one to dwell on my own mortality, but at a certain age, it seems prudent to take stock of your life. This is particularly important when you consider the way God moves in our

Each day, we take hundreds--if not thousands--of tiny actions, many of which we don’t even think about. We wake up, we make our beds, we brush our teeth, we shower, we eat food, we drink coffee and/or tea, we work, we workout, we [insert other actions or habits here]. This is our ordinary. We all have our own version ordinary, a habitual way that we do things each day. Yours probably looks a bit different from mine in how we do things, but the things we do probably aren’t all