today marks the end of ordinary time, at least for a while. for many christian traditions, ordinary time encompasses that part of the liturgical year that does not fall within the seasons of Advent, Christmas, Lent, or Easter.
ordinary time makes up 33 of the 52 weeks of the church year around the globe. whether you are othodox in tripoli, catholic in tokoyo or anglican in bakersfield, you spend most of the church year in ordinary time.
that seems so consistent with how life is lived - that so much of what makes up life is in the ordinary time, in the middle of the story, between act 1 and the final act.
tomorrow, a new page turns in the story as lent begins. lent is my favorite season of the church year. a time in the desert, filled with stories of journeying and yearning for meaning. it is most definitely not ordinary - instead focussed on the supernatural things that comprise the story of an incarnated G_d submitting to human stories and illumating them with transformation.
water made into wine. temptation made into expression. bread made into body. death made into new life.