It’s no surprise, but most of the world was surprised. The world has its own agenda and loves feeding from people like parasites. This is the apocalypse alright. Yes, the exact same one we saw in zombie films, only this time these zombies didn’t come back from the dead out of their tombs, they actually came from their own homes. In this journey we call life, if you were living for the weekend, causing people harm, lying, stealing, cheating, then then you were probably blindsided by this worldwide pandemic. Maybe a change needed to happen. Maybe this was necessary. Maybe we needed to be isolated for a while to ponder for a bit.
This pandemic revealed more about everyone. It didn’t necessarily change people right away, it only exposed and magnified who we already were. Everyone is struggling, but some are struggling with great hope and peace, even in our own sinfulness. The lights are off, the stadiums are closed, and our audience remains the same people. What do we do during this time, do we become Karens, bitter, rotten, and toxic or do we become saints? Modern day saints are you and I saving the world by only having to stay home, follow rules, say our prayers, embrace the challenge, overcome sin, learn from our darkness, and fall in love ever more with our Lord. That’s what the enemy is afraid of. That’s why we are quarantined. This is suppose to be a weapon against us, to be kept in isolation, with little resources, away from the sun. This is a test. Survival of the fittest. Are we hoarding? Are we scared? Or are we loving starting with the person that is nearest? As Christians, our duty is not to step into the line of fire, not in this war, but to be still and continue to love.
You’re probably wondering how we got here.
We took ourselves here, it was not our government, a virus, the Chinese people, but only ourselves. Can we live with ourselves, can we be silent, can we use our time wisely, can we enjoy the darkness, can we suffer a little bit? If we haven’t done that before this war, then this is a time to start. Quarantine life didn’t begin in 2020, quarantine life began the day we were called to be disciples. If we haven’t done that well, or tried and failed, welcome back as a prodigal son or daughter because God’s will is about to be done. It's being done as you're reading this post.
I don’t wonder how I got here. I know how and I know why. I came here to die. I am not afraid of death anymore. In the words of Mother Angelica, I am more afraid of dying and having the Lord say to me, “This is what you might have done, had you trusted more.” I don’t seek glamour or the praise, like a decade ago. I only seek His will. My days are numbered and 2020 was a mighty sweet reminder. If you live well, death is sweet and precious. FML: ForMyLord.
I don’t wonder how I got here. I know how and I know why. I came here to die. I am not afraid of death anymore. In the words of Mother Angelica, I am more afraid of dying and having the Lord say to me, “This is what you might have done, had you trusted more.” I don’t seek glamour or the praise, like a decade ago. I only seek His will. My days are numbered and 2020 was a mighty sweet reminder. If you live well, death is sweet and precious. FML: ForMyLord.
