5-Minute Friday: ordinary

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Some days, all I want is ordinary. An ordinary life with an ordinary church and ordinary dress and ordinary words. The kind of life I imagine is easier and requires less explanation. A life where we only move when we decide and, as I think about it, seems to become more about us than anything else. Isn’t that ordinary? Typical? The American way?

Life hasn’t been ordinary for me. From the first time I told my school friends my church was the Salvation Army and they asked if I went to church in a thrift store and did I get my clothes there too? When moving again because my parents were pastors in that extra-ordinary church, the school secretary told my mother (as she was enrolling me) that NO, it was NOT a church and my mother had to assure her it WAS, no that didn’t seem ordinary. Forget explaining my mother was an ordained minister!

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I liked my church. I just wanted it to be like the others. I wanted ordinary. I didn’t want to be seen in the uniforms we wore on Sundays or the military titles and terms we use. Please, God, just let us be a church!

Ordinary doesn’t seem to follow me. These last few weeks have been anything but with too much travel and representing our rehabilitation program to those “ordinary” church leaders and saying our earthly farewell to the most EXTRA-ordinary woman in our lives. My body knows it, feels it as I struggle to sleep past 4AM and spend days on the road.

Today I’m pretending ordinary. I’m going to the dentist, grocery shopping and doing laundry. The uniform will hang in the closet until Sunday and the ordinary will be my respite, my refuge today. Just the external ordinary. Internally, my heart burns with this calling from God to the extra ordinary life we live. I still wrestle with God about it, too often. He calls us to his extra-ordinary where we show His grace and mercy and we tell of His love. He is anything but ordinary and I hope never to forget that.

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More about Debby Hudson

Where do you find grace? Inside the church walls? Around the dinner table with your family? For years, grace was not much more than the prayer we said before meals or a biblical concept. Then I met a group of men who had, as we say, reached bottom. They welcomed me to Graceland. They showing me grace can be found in the darkest of places. I'm still searching and learning. I hope you'll want to come along.

9 thoughts on “5-Minute Friday: ordinary

  1. Martha Grimm Brady

    i’m your neighbor on FMF. i noticed the ft. lauderdale on your drum. i grew up there, the FL version of ft. lauderdale that is:)

    i loved your post today. my husband and i have been in ministry for over 40 yrs. now. i am able to identify with much of what you talk about. we mostly lived in the US but served about 7 yrs. in jamaica as well.

    carry on sister:)


    1. Debby

      Hello Martha! I actually graduated from high school in Fort Lauderdale (Stranahan) and lived here 20 years before we went into ministry. It was crazy to be sent back here after being away 14 years. So, we’re back home, only the family is gone and most of our friends moved too. But familiar is home and this is that. We love this area! I will hop by to check out your blog. Always interested in ministry partners. Thanks Martha!


  2. Caddo

    Ordinary and extraordinary–they’re kind of like our left and right hands, I think. God bless you BIG–love, sis Caddo


    1. Debby

      Good thought Caddo. Especially since I’m right-handed and Henry is left-handed 😉


      1. Caddo

        Oh, that works well!!


  3. amypboyd

    Just imagine if you were a part of an ordinary church all the ‘non’ ordinary people that wouldn’t be reach. Your ‘non’ ordinary church has served a special part in God’s over all plan for His love to be shared.


    1. Debby

      Amy, it’s taken me a while to gain the appreciation I should have always had. And still, at times, well….you get tired of being asked if you’re a pilot or with a cruise ship or the Sheraton. Our uniforms bring out all kinds of questions. It can get amusing. I am proud of our mission, to be sure. Thanks for your encouraging words!


  4. Chaz

    What is ordinary anyway? And was Jesus ordinary? If he was, the religious and political leaders of the day would not have sought to kill him from the time of his very birth.

    Yet we all wish to belong and be ‘part of’ in some way. Standing out is not comfortable. Some days we just get tired of it. I wonder if Jesus did?




    1. Debby

      Great observations Chaz. I’d have to say Jesus did get weary of people (crowds) at times and is why he withdrew to the lake or other places of quiet. But he didn’t shy away from who he was. You always bring something to ponder to the conversation. That’s the blogging community at its best. Thanks!


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