There is a common misconception among both Catholics and non-Catholics that Ordinary Time is the “boring” part of the Church’s liturgical year. We are not in the seasons of Advent, Christmas, Lent, or Easter, and so there is no readily apparent sense or object of anticipation or joy. It can be easy to celebrate during Easter, or to look forward with determination toward Christmas during Advent.
Easter is over, summer has begun, and life feels as though it’s slowed down a bit. We’re a few weeks into Ordinary Time and we’re faced with a long stretch between now and Advent. But this Ordinary Time is not just an interlude.
The first reading from last Friday’s Mass struck me, and prompted me to think about Ordinary Time in a new way: