In her book, “Liturgy of the Ordinary,” Tish Warren writes,
“There are a few very good meals I remember and there are a few truly terrible meals I remember. But most of the meals I’ve eaten, thousands upon thousands, were utterly unremarkable…And yet that average, forgettable meal nourished me. Thousands of forgotten meals have brought me to today. They’ve sustained my life. They were my daily bread.”
Eugene Peterson adds,
“There is little enthusiasm for the patient acquisition of true virtue, little inclination to sign up for a long apprenticeship in what earlier generations of Christians called holiness. Religion in our time has been captured by a tourist mindset…We go to see a new personality, to hear a new truth, to get a new experience and so somehow to expand our otherwise humdrum life.”
Warren then concludes,
“Word and sacrament sustain my life, and yet they often do not seem life changing. Quietly, even forgettably, they feed me…How should we respond when we find the Word perplexing or dry or boring or unappealing? We keep eating. We receive nourishment. We keep listening and learning and taking our daily bread.”