Maybe the best days are the ordinary ones. The ones that don't come complete with to-do lists, breath-taking adventures, or grand schemes. Maybe the days that shape our souls, that give us strength, that bring us peace are the days where we simply embrace who we are by spending the hours indulging in the beauty of the ordinary tasks. Caring for the people we love and the things we possess. The hours we putter and fix and create and read and write and spend with the Lover of our
souls simply out of the lavish joy of doing so.
Those are the days when you simply get up, pull on your sweats, make a cup of tea, and do the next thing as it unfolds. You strive to impress or please no one but your Creator. And you celebrate life by simply living these extraordinary ordinary days well ...
