I love thinking about the things Jesus did the week before He died. The triumphal entry into Jerusalem. The cleansing of the Temple. The Last Supper, the prayer in Gethsemane, and the trial before Pilate. In retrospect, we know those were epic moments. But at the time, these were just ordinary days with the King of the Universe.
Even Jesus seemed to be treating the season as routine. On the way to Jerusalem, where He knew He would die, Jesus paused to heal a blind man and to get a tax-collector out of a tree. He mediated a dispute when James and John started calling shotgun for seats in glory. He told them plainly that He was going to be beaten bloody, and then He would die. But they must have thought it was a parable He would explain to them later.
I’m sure it was years before they could look back at that week and fully comprehend the miracles they had seen. And, isn’t that true for us, too? We are generally busy being blind, up a tree, or in a race for the best chair, and we forget that these moments of life are miraculous.
I’m trying to pay attention.
Yes. The “ordinary days” certainly make the “epic moments” of life. I am always astounded when a well known celebrity or an ordinary man passes away… That is when we learn, what a difference they had made while here on this earth. It is then, when I ‘google’ their name or read their obituary and find a vast amount of information regarding this person and wished I had known or payed attention while they were still here.
I want to pay attention too! Thanks for the reminder Kathy.