Is this happening to anyone else? . .
Last night I came in the house from being outside. Cool evening air. Sun going down. Full moon out. Birds saying goodnight. Stars in the sky. Campfire in the backyard. As I looked up in the sky I didn’t see the blinking lights of an airplane anywhere. . . for half an hour. Normally, I would have seen a dozen or so as we live beneath the Eastbound to Philly flight path. . . and in the other direction, . . the Westbound from Philly flight path. Kids on bikes are up and down the street with their families. And, I’m living out the irony of connecting with neighbors in face-to-face conversations like never before. . . at a time when we are social distancing. And so much more. . .

Do you know what this feels like? It feels like it did when I was a kid. Could it be that this is what we were made for? Yep.
I’m praying this virus away and I can’t wait until we can come out of it. God help those who are suffering in so many ways under its presence. This is not the way it’s supposed to be. But when we come out of it, I trust that we won’t only be breathing a sigh of relief over its absence. I pray that we will be breathing a sigh of relief as we realize we have learned enough lessons that we build blockades made of commitments and good new habits that will keep that old pre-Covid-19 life and its heavy yoke in the category of bad memories.
God help us to never suffer again under the presence of the insanity that we have somehow allowed to become so normal that we actually seek it. The rug of our habitual diversions, frantic idolatry, self-importance, fear-driven comparison, and anxious ladder-climbing to nowhere is being pulled out. . . in grace. . . from under us.
Jesus said, “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light” (Matthew 11: 28-30).
Walt, this was a blessing to read. So realistic as to not deny the struggles we are all going through in so many different ways. And yet so positive and a great reminder of the blessing it is to slow down. I have often said, “I wish we could go back to the good ol’ days when life was not so busy.” So funny how that is my perception, that magically people of the past were not as busy as we were pre-covid-19. This has the opportunity to be a sabbath. A healing time for families has been my prayer.
Thank you for this great article. You are a blessing.