This is the strangest post I’ve ever written. The past three weeks have been a time of anxiety and fear for people across the globe. Including me. I have a suppressed immune system for medication I take and have recently (2 years) had cancer. I’m 55, so not in the elderly group, but that’s about all I have going for me.
Well, that and tons of hand sanitizer. Oh and an active prayer life. Those two will hopefully save my sanity.
The Coronavirus ranks with school shootings and tsunami’s. There is very little we can do after the fact, but a lot we can and must do now.
The obvious; wash your hands, sneeze into your elbow, keep six feet away from people, don’t shake hands or hug.
But what can you do on a larger scale? Volunteer with the local Red Cross, volunteer to deliver groceries for the grocery store (they are overwhelmed with deliveries right now). Find out how to safely check in on your neighbors. Don’t keep the momentum going on buying toilet paper, hand sanitizers, milk or food. Buy what you normally need. Share your overstock with the local food-banks.
And mostly, be kind. Be the (helping) hands, and eyes that see (need) of Jesus.
I found my first “Pieces Journal,” dated January 22, 2014. It seems so long ago, but it also shows me the walk I’ve taken along Jesus; is just a moment a time, and my faith has continued to grow; year after year. I’d like to share with you some of the earlier “scraps of paper, devotions and musings” from my journal. May you find your own special “pieces.”
It’s in the act of faith that courage becomes reality and the Lord’s grace rushes in to supply divine power.
Dear God, I want to be gracious and lovely in Your sight. Open to receiving. Take me away from the things that waste my time and rob me of meditative time with You.
I am encouraged by the mighty works of God. “Prayer” has become a powerful word in my vocabulary, and one that gives meaning to my life. I pray for HOPE, what a beautiful gift; and, it is free!!! He walks with me in the garden of my life. We talk, I learn, I am blessed to know Him as my Father, and Friend.
Keep your defense strong, trust in God. Pray when anxiety seeps in.
Take it to God. When you are low or upset, even when it feels contrary to do so; tell Him, share your heart.
I see so many parallels in my past and current life; except now I am grateful for all of it – the hard, hurtful times along with the peaceful. I believe it’s more than ‘equal parts,’ rather how Jesus wants to live in me; “Grateful for all of the pieces.” In this way, everything is a subject for witnessing.
Impossible situations are opportunities for the Lord to teach us valuable lessons that we’d never learn any other way.