This season of the liturgical calendar is called ordinary time. Between Pentecost in late May or early June and the beginning of Advent in late November, there is nothing—nothing to celebrate, nothing to mourn, nothing to anticipate, nothing to reflect on. Just ordinary time. So much of our lives happen in ordinary time. Literally—the ordinary season of summer and fall is nearly six months, not to mention the winter stint between Epiphany and Ash Wednesday—and figuratively. Most of us can point to the Easters, the Advents, the Good Fridays of our lives, moments and seasons of profound joy and deep doubt, the overwhelming sense…