ordinary time

Sunday was Trinity Sunday. We are now fully in the season after Epiphany. We had a late Ash Wednesday/Holy Week/Easter this year, and so a late Pentecost, meaning the stretch of ordinary time from now until the first Sunday of Advent will be shorter this year than it has been the past couple. But here we are. And that’s OK.

As much as I love the festival portion of the liturgical year, I really love the green season as well. Nothing special. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just the Word and the Meal in its most straightforward form. (Of course there are those unpleasant readings that we get the last few weeks in the season after Pentecost. But that’s another matter. And a ways off.)

For now I’m going to enjoy the sacred ordinary of ordinary time.