Ordinary Time

In the liturgical calendar, Ordinary Time is when it isn't Christmas and isn't Easter. The priest wears simple green vestments. There are no wreaths and no ashes.

It's also a time of miracles: of water turned to wine; of the blind who see and the lame who walk. Anything but ordinary.

Here at the house, ordinary time began Saturday, when I removed the Christmas wreath and hung up the little basket that serves as a door ornament at less festive times of year.

Ordinary time. Nothing special. But everything wondrous.