Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are…Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect Tomorrow.One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.
- Mary Jean Iron
Days like this when we remember major catastrophes - 9/11 - and even minor things - John's broken foot, my crowned tooth, the kids' fevers - remind me of the truth of this statement and the value of every ordinary day.
Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Psalm 90:12