The Best Superlatives Ever

"Best...day...ever!" exclaimed my daughter with less enthusiasm than her words conveyed.  It sounded more like she was regurgitating something she'd heard in a girly girl show that I probably wouldn't approve of.

"You do know that only one day can be the best day ever, right?"

She didn't bite that food for thought, and became truly emphatic in her defense.  Why couldn't every pleasure be a good reason to declare that entire day the best day ever?

The linguist wonders what society has done with the comparative, and wants to study the decline of the comparative as a concept.

The theologian wonders which day was indeed the best day ever in history, or which day is the best day ever in each Christian's life.  The seventh day of Creation, Christ's birth, Good Friday, Resurrection Sunday, Christ's Ascension, and Pentecost are a few good possibilities.

I don't know that every Christian becomes a believer in a 24-hour period, but for those of us that do, that's definitely a personal best day ever, even if the experience of surrender wasn't exactly enjoyable at the time.  For those whom the Holy Spirit took its time with, there is often a moment of recognition, a final realization of faith in Christ.  However it happens, anything on earth that is celebrated by the angels in Heaven is definitely a best day ever for somebody, if not the entire Bride of Christ.

"This is the day that the Lord has made...," so if anyone wants to claim that no day is any better than another, that's fine with me, so long as we can rejoice and be glad, everyday.

If everything is described in superlative terms, however, we will lose the ability to see where things lie on a continuum.