the corona chronicles – day 20-ish/course correction

It’s Monday morning and after the email we received from the school district, it would appear we are still planning for weeks at home and there is a little more directive in our strategy. To be honest, we have found a bit of a rhythm at this point and I struggle at the thought of moving things around again. There will be phone calls with the teacher for my younger one and the possibility of some Zoom class meetings for my high schooler. I had already made plans to drive to pick up some things from a family member and will be gone much of the day, so, well, I hope nobody calls today.

This past week we were slated to see a massive wave of sickness, if we were to follow the curve of communities that have gone before us. While we did receive word that there is a plan for the military to begin building a military hospital at Century Link Field in Seattle, and, I am still getting reports from friends about the increase in numbers of COVID patients, things seem to be at a bit of a lull… Perhaps we truly have gotten a bit ahead of the curve, perhaps the storm is still brewing.

From New York we are receiving large numbers of deaths per day, but compared to the standard numbers, they are actually only slightly higher than the norm. It always amazes me how our media continues to put spins on stories in a sincere attempt to inflame and incite. Their parents must be so very proud.

Last week my inbox was full of prayer requests for sickness, loss of work, anxiety…This past few days has remained steady, but there are praise reports beginning to come in and I am so blessed by stories of good reports (no COVID), healings, supplemental work and relationship building.

Reports still conflict with whether or not our president is doing enough. In January when he stopped all flights to China and put together a team to begin to address the potential threat of the Corona Virus, he was being racist. Currently he hasn’t done enough. While no authority on any of this, I have lived enough life to know that this is the standard – regardless of who is in office, we just tend to support our own choice for leadership and throw shade on the ones we didn’t. With so many opinions, articles, commentaries, by private citizens as well as top professionals in the field, the truth to all of this remains cloudy.

And honestly, I am fine with that.

The reality in my household is that we are being super wise, AND, choosing faith. We are effectively taking our situation, the consequences thereof, as well as the blessings, and choosing joy in light of it all. Life is messy; a crisis merely accelerates and elevates our innate response. Whatever rises to the top now is who we are at our core – full of fear, opportunistic tendencies, blame, bitterness, or

hope.

What we choose to do with this newly discovered information can either reinforce our current trajectory, or becomes a jumping point for self-evaluation and course correction. And, sows seeds into our own future and the legacy we are building for our children and communities.

Today I am really focusing on the long game. What do I want to pour into this season, to plant, as it were, to prepare myself, and my family, for the seasons to come. As the world spins around us, where will we stand? Where will you stand?

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the corona chronicles – more than a virus

Well, I went to write the next installation of the Corona Chronicles and evidently I haven’t backed up since January so when for some bizarre reason my site crashed, I lost all the posts since the 22nd.

Delightful.

Washington State is now in full quarantine mode – we are watching numbers increase and I am receiving a lot of prayer requests in the area of protection (nurses, doctors, first responders, prison guards) and finances. So very many people being let off for a season. Finding ourselves also in a space of uncertainty, somehow knowing that so many people are in the same situation doesn’t seem to quiet the 3 a.m. voices in my head. I trust God, AND, I am a person of action.

I always tell my kids God blesses the work of our hands, not the ideas in our head.

How much do I need to do? What can I do?

The number of people online is fun. And, overwhelming. I can literally take any sort of class I want to, choose from dozens of podcasts and inspirational writings, and exercise live with trainers, but all I want to do is get really quiet. I can’t seem to find my footing right now and am experiencing input overload. Thankfully, I was just sent some more work – that feels like something I can get my head around.

There is no longer a sense of urgency – it feels more like a standstill. You can feel the tension as we are all waiting. For something. Anything. Those on the front lines are waiting for the waves to get higher, those at home are waiting for God to move, and we are all walking in the full knowledge of the truth that we have zero control.

All we have now are our beliefs.

Many have referenced this season as being similar to the last plague God sent to the Egyptians (no, I do not in ANY way think God sent this). The passover, when God’s people put the lamb’s blood over their doorposts and the angel of death passed over their homes … This, is what I think of. The Blood of Christ over my home and waiting in prayer and hope until the storm passes. It is simultaneously overwhelming, scary, inspiring, hopeful, powerful, and uncertain …

May the blessing of the Lord be with you today – and may the curse of this virus and all the lack it has brought to this world, stay far from your family and resources. May grace and peace and provision be yours. We can do nothing but He can do all things.

Shalom.