Life & Love & Lessons Learned

Where We Are

I can’t sleep. I try. I toss and turn. I wake. I close my eyes tight and pull the covers up over me, and I try. And I wake again.

So here I am. Writing at 5:30 a.m. because it’s the only thing that calms my mind when my mind is troubled. And it sure is troubled.

I don’t even want to say the word, because that word creates a sense of panic. It creates a sense of doom.  What started off as something from another country, that surely wouldn’t have any significant impact on the United States…our United States, our beloved and strong country – has turned into entire countries closing, borders being closed, airlines being grounded. It has turned into supermarket shelves being decimated, and schools being shut down.

This is where we are. 

When we clinked glasses and kissed 2019 goodbye, we had no idea that 2020 would erupt in such uncertainty, the market crashing, the virus spreading…it was like something in a movie that you think is so “out there” and could never happen here in the United States, you sit with your popcorn, edge of your seat and wonder what happens next.

This is where we are.

This is our reality. And it’s scary. And it’s hard to understand. And our kids are wondering why they can’t play with friends. What the heck is “social distancing” anyway? And who cares?

“I’m not sick…my friends aren’t sick, so why can’t we hang out?”

This is where we are.

I drove by my church yesterday, and saw the newly-built sign from my sons’ Boy Scout troop – a beautiful sign painted a deep red, with those changeable letters for weekly messages. It replaced the old wooden one that had been there for decades. Just a few days ago, it had read, “Be Merciful, O Lord” but not anymore. Driving by, I glanced at the sign, smiling – so proud of the Troop and their accomplishment. And then I saw the words,

All daily and weekend mass is suspended until further notice. 

This is where we are.

It seems the news just keeps getting worse. It seems we are in a very tumultuous time. A time when we need prayer, when we need guidance, when we need a voice to assure us that it will all be okay.

So who can we turn to? The media? No…the media is screaming “CRISIS” and perpetuating fear. The news is bombarding us with screenshots and soundbites, each one worse than the prior – statistics on those infected, those who’ve died. They are yelling over each other, parties even more divided. Blaming. Hysteria.

This is where we are.

My Uncle John recently passed away. He fought an incredibly brave battle with Parkinson’s and if you’ve read my blog, you know just how much I admired, loved and respected him.

This morning, after the tossing and turning and finally pouring myself out of bed, I walked downstairs and did what my Uncle had taught me, from a very early age. He said whenever I had a problem, I should open my bible, and read the first thing that my eyes saw.

Blurry-eyed, I made it down the stairs in the dark, to the living room, and from the bookshelf, picked up my bible.  And I did as my Uncle had instructed.

Matthew 6:25-34 New International Version (NIV)

Do Not Worry

25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?

28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

This is where we are. We are worried. We are scared. But HE is so good. HE will not let us falter. HE will provide. HE will heal. HE will make us whole.

Our churches may be closed, but we can still pray.  And if it’s not in a church, let it be in our homes, with our families, by ourselves…because HE is greater than this. HE is our path, and our light. He is our calm. Our safe-place.

Let THIS be where we are. Let us put the panic aside. The worry. The fear. The uncertainty.

Let’s lead by example so our kids can see that Christ lives…that we will not become a society of hoarders and greed, but those of faith over fear, those who live as He taught us. Let us pray. Let us hope. Let us love.

Let THIS be where we are.


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