ordinary to radical

Lord,

Thank you for being right here right now. Not because I feel you in some exciting way, but quite the opposite. I'm just home God. And that does not feel very miraculous. And somehow, I always want to think you are the only the God of the miraculous and not the mundane. But, in fact, you work in the day to day lives of your people. You came in the form of one of whom it was said, "can anything good come from Nazareth?"
Today, you call me to faithfulness and obedience. Call me to yourself. Call me to be a listener and a servant to my family and my friends. To people who know me, who respect me, who will ask me how I've been. People I get to proclaim your goodness to. Today you have given me a Word. A Word to get to know. A word to meditate on. A law to love. A man who is also God. A perfect word.
For whatever reason, my desire to dig into that word is surprisingly lacking. My desire to pray to is small. Always rather be doing. Dont let me get so busy that I miss what you want from these few weeks. Dont let me forget the things I have been given by the new people I have met this summer. Or forget them.
Thank you that today is not insignificant to you. Thank you that these words are not insignificant to you. Thank you for the radical call you have for our lives. Reveal it.