“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praise”
Proverbs 31:30
“You are special so be the greatest and change the world!” The message proclaimed over every millennial to boast self-confidence. A pedestal made of popsicles sticks ready to topple over by the gentle gust of truth, “I am mediocre.” Though I truly believe God created every person on purpose for a purpose as His beloved, worldly success, to stand out and “change the world” ain’t a reality for the majority. Yet, I reveal in such joy surrendering the false idol of being extraordinary to succumb to the delightful way of the ordinary. Average intelligence, average built (height, weight, shape), average beauty, and average income, I flourish in the stability of mediocrity.
Average Intelligence: smart enough to graduate higher education, yet not a genius dealing with the lonely isolation and often emotional disorders associated with too much intelligence. In other-words, I am dumb enough to be happy yet not dim-witted to the point of dependent on others. So grateful for my mediocre mind!
Average Built: not too short or too tall, and not too skinny or too fat, I comfortable fit in most spaces, and easily find clothing in my size. With a healthy figure, rarely do others concern themselves with my thinness or thickness, though I sometimes worry about the latter. Oh the gift of a normal girth!
Average Beauty: on the shallow rating scale at my worst I look like a 4 and with effort maybe a 6 but certainty never a 3 or 9. So in this age of ridiculous alterations seeking an instagram perfection, I settle into my mediocre beauty. Not willing to waste vast time investing in my hair, nails, eyebrows, eyelashes, lips, breast, tan and hair removal on a regular basis, I rather enjoy my not appalling yet not jaw-dropping looks. I stick with “pleasant to look at” rather than “can’t look away” for a positive or negative reason. So grateful for the average looks!
Average Income: not so poor I worry about food yet not so rich to live in a mansion, well provided for without financial strain yet not so caught up in the glam of the wealthy elite. We live in a in average house with a neighborhood of blue-collar workers with families of all ethnicities. Enough space for our family of four, truly living with our “daily bread” for food, clothes and leisure with health insurance. Truly misery and strain lies in either income extremes where drug use and mental illnesses frequent among the impoverished and the wealthy elite. So sincerely satisfied in the happy middle of income!
Despite the slightly satirical nature of this article, truly stay satisfied in your own normalcy: for extraordinary joy comes from such an ordinary life.
“Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people.” -
Colossians 3:23
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