Like Superman Icecream

Grace for the Good Girl- Letting Go of the Try Hard Life has been an eye-opening read.  To find out that there are girls out there who think like me... who hide behind "I"m Fine" and who believe they need to be perfect has been a relief... but it's a little scary, too.  So much of what she's written could have been penned by me.. except she is much more eloquent than I could be =)

One thing that really struck me this week is the need to be extraordinary.  Emily wrote that all too often we feel ordinary, but long to be extraordinary.  The crazy thought that went through my mind as I read this was: You take a kid to the ice cream shop. They've only got two flavors, vanilla and superman.  Vanilla, plain old vanilla.  Superman with its crazy colors. Both basically taste the same (although in my head I know Superman tastes better... grin).  Which one will that kid choose?  You know the answer... the red, blue, and yellow swirls are too tantalizing.  Extraordinary Superman is so much better than ordinary vanilla.

Now, let's change the scenario.  Enter Cold Stone Creamery (this post is making me hungry).  You walk up and down the rows and look at all the toppings and mixtures... but what do most of their creations center around?  Ordinary sweet cream.  It's the basis for all of the ice cream... regardless of the flavors.  Some people just like different toppings.  And we, as people, have different personalities (or flavors).  Does that mean that we're less than?  Maybe I am a vanilla... sweet cream.  Does that make me any less than rocky road?  (and now that I'm typing that, I don't think I'd like to be similiar to rocky road.  My road is rocky enough... groan).

We don't have to anything but ordinary... because we serve an extraordinary God.  He loves us just the way we are but wants to mold us to be more like Him.  And sometimes, even though ordinary may be a little boring, it's just what we need. =)