I remember how devastated I was when the death toll from coronavirus reached 100,000.
Now, almost a year later, I hear 500,000 and barely bat an eye.
Have I grown callous? Or is the enormity of it somehow just to great to take in, too difficult to process?
Yes, this has been a season of grief for most of us. But it has also been an opportunity for growth, for change, for re-creating our world and making it better.
We have had to confront systemic racism in new ways. Yet despite all the protests and publicity, we continue to hear about acts of racism and injustice. How will it end? Can it end? Repeated images of George Floyd and others killed unjustly tear my heart open. We must make it end.
We must begin to act and advocate for justice wherever we are. We must turn our grief and sorrow into action to build a better future for ourselves and our children.
As we come out of the season of Lent I hope we have taken time and allowed ourselves space to heal, to grieve, and to discern what is needed now.
As we move into the hope and joy of the Resurrection, let’s remember that God is still sovereign. We can’t see what His plan is but we can be obedient to whatever He is calling us to do at any given moment, trusting in Him for the outcome. We can be co-creators with God, working together to build His loving kingdom in a fallen and hurting world.
Together, let us move with faith into a brighter future.
In a world full of strife and discord, grace can be hard to find.
Our culture prizes action, productivity, and personal responsibility. All good things, but I think there’s more to life. Grace is a rare commodity.
What is grace?
Grace is helping someone who hasn’t earned it.
Grace is loving the unlovable.
Grace is forgiving someone who doesn’t deserve it.
That may sound crazy. That’s not the way the world works. It’s not practical.
True, it’s not the way the world works. But it is the way God works, and I want to grow in being like God.
Grace is holy.
I pray this will be a place of life-affirming grace, a place to find healing and joy.
Since it’s my name, I’ve thought long and hard about grace. There’s so much more to explore, so let’s do it together. Thank you for joining me on this journey. Together may we offer hope, healing, and grace to a hurting world.
When my mother died in January I hoped that signaled the end of a long season of grief.
I had no idea we were all about to be plunged into a worldwide season of grief.
Many are grieving the loss of a loved one, and our prayers go up for them. But we’re all grieving for something. They may seem like small things; going out to dinner, seeing a movie or a show, gathering with friends. We are grieving lost opportunities, sporting events, proms and graduations. We miss the routines of dropping the kids at school, going to work, attending worship services, hanging out at the mall and shopping without face masks. I miss hugs and chatting with friends over coffee.
They may seem small, but these are the threads that make up the fabric of our lives. Basically, we’re all grieving the lives we used to have and wondering if things will ever be “normal” again.
The other night, seeing the news that COVID19 deaths had surpassed 100,000, I felt overwhelmed. Not only are we all grieving, but we are mostly isolated. Grief needs to be shared. We need to comfort each other.
Since we can’t physically hold each other, let’s hold each other in prayer. And remember that God is holding all of us.
Remember the children’s song, “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hand.”? I think now is a good time to remember it. Even sing it to yourself, motions and all. Because it’s true.