There has been a thought circling in my head for a few days now. It’s the idea of being ordinary. It came about last Thursday at lunch. Last week at Lee University it was missions week. Because I am going to this school to be a missionary, I was invited to eat lunch with some missionaries that were visiting the school. I sat down at a table across from a man named Brian. After discussing missionary business (whatever that means) the conversation shifted to scholarships. I’m not sure how we got to this point but we did. Brian had asked if I had any scholarships and I replied with, “I’m a 19-year-old, white, middle class, not smart enough, female. What do you think?” He responded with, “You should start a blog.”
And now we are here. I started a blog. After talking it over with Brian, he suggested I write about the extraordinary things an ordinary girl does. Here’s where I started thinking. There aren’t a lot of things that make me extraordinary…Not to put myself down or anything. I think i’m cool, I really enjoy who I am, and I have quite a bit of confidence but extraordinary? When I think of extraordinary I think of people who climb Mt. Everest and invent Doritos and Paul from the bible. So what makes me or my life anywhere close to those things? I’ve been wrestling with this for days now. All of these people who do extraordinary things all start off as ordinary, right? So I can too. We all can.
Here’s my point: I’m going to write about these ordinary things. About the life of a college student and dreams I have of traveling and what the girls in my dorm say and thoughts I have at 2 AM because I can’t sleep and plenty of other things normal people would write about. And I’m going to look at these things as extraordinary, because I’m going to live everyday trying to be as extraordinary as I can be. And you should too. We mess up and we get in slumps and life gets boring sometimes, but it doesn’t always have to be that way. It most certainly doesn’t have to be ordinary if you don’t want it to be. The guy that invented Doritos (Praise the Lord for him) probably woke up thinking he was pretty ordinary but he freaking made Doritos I mean come on. Let’s all freaking make something, or climb something, or change the world. Be extraordinary.