Disclaimer: What follows is me trying my best to be honest about something that is very hard to get my head around. There are no good, perfect answers for any of it, but I just needed to write. Thanks for reading.
Life passes at a dizzying pace. The days, weeks, months, and almost a year now of waiting for COVID19 and its accompanying lockdowns and restrictions to be over. Waiting for life to go back to normal. Waiting not to worry, to eat inside without fear, to get on the airplane without a mask and multiple testing, to go to a concert, to hug people at will.
The past week or two, I have kind of hit some sort of wall. The “I’ve had it with this crap” wall, to put it very bluntly. There needs to be joy, there needs to be life, there needs to be hope.
I am so thankful that Jesus Christ is my Savior, because He gives me a hope and a future that no government, no leader, no disease can take away. I can guarantee you there will be no masks and plenty of hugging in heaven. 🙂
But right now, right here on this earth…..Jesus has left me and you here for a reason. To smile, to laugh, to share joy with others who are losing hope fast. I look around me and I am seeing a loss of hope in many eyes….even my own at times. There needs to be a balance to all this crazy caution and protection….we still need to look for and find and seek joy in this life. To maintain and nurture the human relationships and interactions that actually make us human. I am not against masks and disease protection…I have asthma and have to be careful. But there has to be balance, and my fear has to be countered by my faith.
And this seizing of joy goes way beyond COVID19 and mask-wearing. It extends to every aspect of this life. The sad aspect of all these lockdowns is that we are forgetting how to be joyful, to laugh, to touch, to connect person-to-person.
So, what is the answer to all this? The only thing I have found, other than my faith and praying under my breath almost all day, is CARPE DIEM. “Seize the day.” Live in the immediate moment. Look people straight in the eyes, smile at them with your eyes. Don’t think so much. Don’t try to fix unfixable problems. Just look out the window. Feel the sun on my face. Or the strong wind lift my hair. Or hug my husband or my child or my doggie. Read an amazing book, and not one that makes me nervous or scared. Watch movies/shows that celebrate traditional family values, make me laugh, make me realize that life here is a gift from God, it is good. Do something, anything, that makes you feel creative, makes you feel alive, brings you joy.
Carpe Diem. Seize the day. We cannot get it back. This day, this life. And seriously, if you have faith in God, in His Son Jesus Christ, who is the author of hope….share it. So many people need hope right now.
Stepping off the soapbox now…..thanks for listening, my sweet readers. Love, Lisa
2020 has taken a toll on all of us. I think all of us feel the heavy weight of it. But as long as there is God, there is hope. There is future. There is purpose. There is blessing. He lives and reigns forever and ever. He gives strength to the weak and hope to the hopeless.
“Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.” – Psalm 42:5
“Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will not be shaken.” – Psalm 62:5-6
Lately, I have been seeing exciting things happening around me. New babies being born, people falling in love, getting engaged and married. Creativity abounding. Love renewing and strengthening through hardship and trials. All blessings from God above. His way of showing us that there is hope, there is a future.
“Let yourself believe in great things – God is in the habit of making them happen.” – Anonymous
…Great violinist Itzhak Perlman had polio as a child and walks with crutches and braces on both legs. Instead of arranging to be seated on stage at the beginning of his performance, he chooses to walk across the stage methodically and slowly to his chair. Then he sits down, puts his crutches on the the floor, undoes the clasps on his legs, bends down, picks up the violin, nods to the conductor and proceeds to play.
In 1995, a string on Perlman’s violin suddenly snapped in concert, and everyone in the audience heard it. The great virtuoso stopped and gazed at the broken string….those in attendance wondered what he would do. Perlman closed his eyes and signaled the conductor to begin again…..Perlman recomposed the piece in his head as he went along, inventing new fingering positions to coax never before-heard sounds from his three stringed violin.
The sophisticated New York audience watched and listened in awe, knowing they were witnessing a truly groundbreaking performance. When the piece was over, Mr. Perlman smiled, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said in a soft tone, “You know, sometimes it is the artist’s task to find out how much music you can still make with what you have left.”
~Excerpt from A Place of Healing by Joni Eareckson Tada