This Virus Is Getting Old
If we’re honest, we’ve all been highly impacted by this Coronavirus. To a degree we feel like we’ve been put on permanent house arrest. Sure, the first couple weeks were not that bad. However, we’re on the seventh week of seeing the same old faces and having no clear end in sight. Let’s be real, after awhile even the closest of family comes close to killing each other.
Now, it’s not like we’ve been living in the woods. We’ve got cozy beds, chilled homes, plenty of food and social media. Yet, somehow that still isn’t enough to fill the voids within us. Not to mention that nothing feels normal outside of our homes. We’re in the same world, but it feels like we’re miles apart. That six foot rule keeps us from hand shakes, hugs and people we love.
Honestly, I have a hate/love relationship towards this virus. I hate that it separates us from family and friends. I hate that it takes away meaningful connection points in society. I hate the way it interrupts life as we once knew it. But, I love the painful reality check it’s giving us daily. I love how God is getting so many people’s full attention. I love how it’s building our faith and rearranging our priorities. There is no denying that it’s impacting us all in some way, shape or form.
“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.” James 1:2-4