Whenever I get tempted to think about a “significant” life in a way that means more “notoriety,” I will remember by grandmother. We laid her to rest today. She was 98 when she passed from this life to the next.

She invented nothing.

She wrote no books.

She starred in no movies.

She was born when radio, TV, automobile travel, computers, cell phones, and possibly even phones, were all just thought of or LONG into the future. She learned to use a cell phone at the age of 90, but everything else was a mystery to her in our digital age.

Very… ordinary.

And she had four children, ten grandchildren, 21 great grandchildren, and four great great grandchildren.

She loved God. She adored her family. She lived loving people.

In that very ordinary life was an extraordinary woman who had dozens and dozens of family members show up for a funeral, along with scores and scores of friends. All knew she loved Jesus and loved them.

In the ordinary we find the extraordinary. A steady life living out what Jesus said to do.

It’s all it takes for ANY of us…