Dakota McGrath – Student Worship Director
We’ve all had that time and season in our life.
You wake up.
You get ready for the day.
You have just enough time to throw a slice of toast in the toaster.
You drive to work.
You have 30 minutes to eat lunch.
You work some more.
You drive home.
You eat dinner.
You watch just enough TV to just about put you to sleep.
And then, finally.
You go to bed.
But then you wake up and repeat step one and so on.
What’s interesting is that according to Webster’s Dictionary the word “mundane” has been used more in the last 15 years than any other time in history. There’s something in our culture that says mundane is normal. That we are adjusted to this idea that you are a “human-doing” before you are a “human-being”.
Most of us have probably had a season where our scheduled looked just like that, and it seemed to had lasted forever. This type of mundane season can create both cynicism and wonder in our lives and we get choose which one it’s going to be.
We can choose to see that our lives are in this mundane schedule and that’s all there is.
Or we can choose to look up and see that everyday is a miracle you are here.
There’s an ancient story that the Jew’s have shared for centuries, that takes place right in the middle of Exodus. Two men who were apart of, what, according to Jewish tradition, is the greatest miracle ever performed.
The parting of the Red Sea.
Some write that those who witnessed the parting of the Red Sea had seen far greater than all the miracles witnessed by the prophets Isaiah, Jeremiah, and Ezekiel combined.
And yet we have this story that mentions two men, Reuven and Shimon, who had a different experience.
As you can imagine, the bottom of the Red Sea, may be safe to walk on, but of course, it was not completely dry, like a beach at low tide.
One of the men, Reuven, stepped into it and cringed a little, and says “What is this muck?” Shimon yelled, “There’s mud all over the place!”
“This is just like the slime pits in Egypt!” complained Reuven.
“What’s the difference?” said Shimon. “Mud here, mud there; it’s all the same.”
These men have been in this mundane cycle for years, they have allowed their hearts to be hardened, they were not willing to see where God has them. This path that was a literal miracle of God only reminded them of their cynicism because they did not look up and because they never once looked up, to them, the miracle never happened.
They never understood why on the far shore, everyone else was celebrating and singing.
A miracle is not defined by an event.
A miracle is defined by gratitude.
We can choose to be stuck being reminded of the daily mud, or we can look up and experience wonder. We can be a cynic or look up and see where God has us. In the middle of a miracle.
Even in the mundane.
May we look up and see the miracle of life God has given us.
May we ask for wonder and see it is here.
Grace and peace.