Thursday 26 March 2020

All Over the World


Days of uncertainty, that’s what we are living right now and how strange it is.  While strange is true, unprecedented is more like it…unprecedented, crazy, unheard of, at least in my generation.  People of my generation have never felt anything so world-wide affected and effected!   No matter our ethnic background, no matter our nationality, no matter the color of our skin, no matter our financial status, rich or poor, no matter the country we live in and no matter who our government is, we are all fighting the same battle.  We have all been brought to the same level and one thing remains the same, we are all in the same boat…all over the world!

In my case, I have returned from Roatan, a small island in Honduras, Central America.  While at the moment there are no virus cases on my favorite Island, they have also shut down and locked down, following all the protocols of social distancing trying to flatten the curve.  At any rate, all this to say that I am in quarantine, in my house, alone.  Turns out I am a bit of a loner but with an edge, I am missing my little families, my Mom and my friends.

Yet, I am not totally alone; I do have Finegan and Gus, my two dogs, who are helping me out with my units of time.

Units of time…this is how I’ve been managing my days, mostly to prevent me from getting caught doing one thing for too long.  Units of time designated but not too strictly for certain activities…my dogs, coffee, devotions, a 30 minute walk on my treadmill listening to a podcast, lunch, paperwork, answering emails anything business, an afternoon workout, beer time (John would love that) checking up on world events, supper for Finegan, Gus and me, watching a movie with another treadmill walk and finally wrapping it all with a journal entry.  Interspersed into these units are texts and facetimes and phone calls.   Tomorrow is another day...the dogs and I, we’ll do it all again. 

We don’t worry about tomorrow because today has enough trouble of its own…todays troubles are sometimes overwhelming but we are managing.  Yet, with all this social distancing we should be intentional in connecting with each other in some way…especially in prayer for one another.  Today I pray that you receive immeasurably more; more love, more wisdom, more strength, more peace, more time…more time to love, more time to be kind, more time to reach out and help one another.

These are extraordinary times.  Some experts are saying that we won’t go back to normal for at least a year.  Normal?  Will it ever?  By that time we will all be different, changed…everyone, all over the world.

By that time...immeasurably more.

I love that.
“May mercy, peace, and love be multiplied to you”
Jude 2

Tuesday 21 January 2020

Good Nothings


Memories remind us that nothing lasts forever.

I read these words the other day, maybe I heard them in a song, they affected me.   The words are true; I think a bittersweet truth.  Nothing lasts forever...all fades away...petals fall, summer ends, leaves drop, friends change, they move on, marriages fail, lovers die, babies grow up, children leave home.  Nothing lasts forever.  At first glance it seems that all is despair and sadness but each one of these things brought joy, beauty, love and laughter, all was good at one point…good and beautiful gifts.  By His grace God enhances our lives with bits of joy; gifts of love…some do last forever. 

Sometimes…

God gives good gifts, but he doesn’t say they will last forever.  Some of us make the mistake of thinking that once the ‘gift’ is gone, seemingly disappeared, out of our reach…possibly into the reach of someone else or perhaps out of this world all together…like petals blown into the wind gone forever…that this gift never was good.  We think to ourselves and maybe even out loud that maybe it was never intended as good, that it was our own imagining that God could have given such a gift…like the one that ends in a failed marriage, or when a child dies.  The problem is not that the gift is gone, but our response concerning it.  A lost gift does not mean it was never good, it was good.  Just because a gift doesn’t last forever doesn’t change the fact that it was good.

Toby Macs new song asks God the question Why do You give and then take away?

Everything in this world is not ours to keep, we have it on loan, whether it is flowers blooming, summer nights, fall days, friends sharing, lovers loving, brides glowing, babies being born, children growing…pure good and never nothing.

It’s true, our memories remind us that nothing lasts forever, but they also remind us that those nothings were good…and I love that.