Remarkable Things

… you must always look with both of your eyes and listen with both of your ears. He says this is a very big world and there are many many things you could miss if you are not careful. He says there are remarkable things all the time, right in front of us, but our eyes have like the clouds over the sun and our lives are paler and poorer if we do not see them for what they are. He says, if nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?

If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things by Jon McGregor

I fell in love with Jon McGregor’s book ‘If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things’ a year ago and since then have re-read it several times having recently just finished it again.  On reflection my post the other day ‘An Ordinary Season of Propers’ was influenced by it as is today’s.

A very simplistic overview of the book is that it is about how one day is seen by different people all living in the same street, each having understood something in different ways even if they had seen and heard the same thing.


This field of wheat mid harvest will most likely become everyday flour, everyday bread, everyday staple which every day we take for granted.  But look closer, in the top right quarter you will see a swallow.  In fact there were lots of swallows swooping over the field for insects I just hadn’t realised I had captured one in the photograph at the time.  For the farmer this was a day of harvest, a day for which he had prepared and worked all year, for the swallows it was just another ordinary day of feeding on the wing.

For most of us, while the troubles in the world might cause us a degree of pain and anxiety, our lives go on pretty much as before, another bomb or missile or bullet killing someone doesn’t change our lives, doesn’t make it any more than just another ordinary day.  Yet for some people today will be a day etched on their minds for the rest of their lives, for some people it will be a day they wish to never forget, for others a day of painful memories they wished they didn’t own.  Today is a remarkable day, it will never come round again, once it is gone it is gone, it is unique and special and that makes it precious and remarkable even if it seems so very ordinary.  It will contain sorrows for some and joys for others but it will contain something remarkable for all – God’s abounding and never ending love.


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