There’s one word that describes the night Jesus came—ordinary. A beautiful night but nothing to keep a person awake. The sheep were ordinary. No fleece made of gold. No history makers. And the shepherds…peasants they were, probably wearing all the clothes they owned. You won’t find their staffs in a museum or their writings in a library. They were nameless and simple. And were it not for a God who loves to hook an “extra” on the front of ordinary, the night might have gone unnoticed.

But God dances amidst the common. And that night He did a waltz. The black sky exploded with brightness The night was ordinary no more. The angel came in the night because that’s when lights are best seen and most needed. God comes into the common for the same reason. His most powerful tools are the simplest.

From The Applause of Heaven

“The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense.” (Tom Clancy)

“I never know what I think about something until I read what I’ve written on it.” (William Faulkner)

“I handed in a script last year and the studio didn’t change one word. The word they didn’t change was on page 87.” (Steve Martin)

“I have always been a huge admirer of my own work. I’m one of the funniest and most entertaining writers I know.” (Mel Brooks)

“It took me fifteen years to discover that I had no talent for writing, but I couldn’t give it up because by that time I was too famous.” (Robert Benchley)

“A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth and that is why we call what he writes fiction.” (William Faulkner)

“The free-lance writer is the person who is paid per piece or per word or perhaps.” (Robert Benchley)

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Disappointment is inevitable. But to become discouraged, there’s a choice I make. God would never discourage me. He would always point me to himself to trust him. Therefore, my discouragement is from Satan. As you go through the emotions that we have, hostility is not from God, bitterness, unforgiveness, all of these are attacks from Satan.

–Charles Stanley

I sold an item through eBay but it got lost in the mail. So I stopped by my local post office and asked them to track it down.

“It’s not that simple,” the clerk scolded. “You have to fill out a mail-loss form before we can initiate a search.”

“Okay,” I said. “I’ll take one.”

He rummaged under his counter, then went to ask some other clerks, who did the same – only to return and confess, “You’ll have to come back later. We can’t find the forms.”

– from Doreen L. Rogers (via Reader’s Digest)

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