Okay, I know it’s been 2 months since I’ve posted. To be honest, I haven’t had the normal push to write. I typically wait until God taps me on the shoulder until I feel compelled to do it.
March is a blur given our circumstances. Both of us working full time in the same house and now having 3 weeks of home-schooling under my belt, it’s been nuts, but no different than everyone else’s situation. And frankly, our situation is so tame compared to many others. Everyone’s routine has been turned upside down.
We are grateful to be healthy and have prayed HARD for those we are concerned about. We pray for our friends & family members, our president and government leaders, our neighbors, our parish, healthcare workers, teachers, businesses that are suffering, employees affected financially, everyone at risk. I continue to repeat “I don’t understand this, God, but I trust you”.
I have read so many inspiring things online giving people hope at a time when everyone has tremendous uncertainty. I have seen such creativity with people transforming their talent or business to support this global issue. I sit cooped up in the house, working, helping with my son’s online school work, making dinner, cleaning up, doing laundry and it’s been the same for 3 weeks now. I have guilt because I feel helpless with the exception of some online donations. I struggle to stay present as my thoughts wander to what will this look like when we look back on it a year from now, five, ten years from now? We are living through something that will be referenced in history books (if they still print books in 50 years!?)
As I shelter in place, I push through my day finding ways to shelter in HIS place despite my cabin fever. Through my Bible and the devotionals I read, I continue to feel a reassurance God is at work.
What?
How could THIS be God’s work?
I honestly don’t know. Maybe this is a wake-up call to get people’s attention. I’ve been reading & listening to Ezekiel and Jeremiah and I think about how often these prophets tried and how many refused to listen. I have no idea if that’s what this is. As awful as this situation is (and believe me, I KNOW awful situations), there is still an opportunity for God to bring about something good.
For me, it’s been a new perspective. My family is lucky to be healthy through this ordeal. Thank you Lord, for showing mercy on us. I am humbled by the professionals that are giving up their families and their time to work countless additional hours to fight this and help people that have succumb to the illness. Protect them, Lord. I’m thankful for my job and for my husband who has taken such good care of us. Bless him, Lord. I hate that Colton can’t play with his friends and I’m even more sad he doesn’t have his brother to keep him company at a time like this (or even fight with after being cooped up for too long). Comfort him, Lord.
We haven’t been to church in 3 weeks, but we are participating in the mass online. I am so anxious to get back to church and back to my Monday morning adoration hour. For now, I’m continuing to stay in His word by listening to the Bible and praying as often as I can throughout the day.
Be safe. Be patient with one another (I’ll try taking my own advice) and PRAY.