7 Things the Coronavirus Hasn’t Changed
Life as we knew it has completely changed in the span of 5 weeks. So many things are different: seeing friends and family with 6 feet of distance, going to the grocery store gloved and masked, going to the doctor’s office for a checkup and having to wait out in my car until they call me in. Well, I don’t have to tell you–you already know all the things that are different. But if you need some good news today, then here are 7 unchanging realities for the Christian even in the midst of a pandemic.
Unchanging realities produce unshakable Christians. Yes, we’re scrambling and adjusting and hurting. But we have some precious truths to hold us steady in a topsy-turvy time.
Wonder of wonders, God is unchanging in his merciful disposition toward us: “For I the LORD do not change; therefore you, O children of Jacob, are not consumed” (Mal. 3:6). God’s love for us (a love which he also produces within us by his Spirit) is one of those unchanging, imperishable realities that persist from this life into the next.
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It’s Not Often in Life You Get a Do-Over (So Take the Do-Over!)
This was a great take on the things we clutter our lives with–whether that’s activities, commitments for work, church, or friends, or even our children’s sports and clubs. The author explains that we have the opportunity to evaluate what we want to dive back into or what we need to declutter from our lives once the world opens back up.
In God’s providence, he has taken nearly everything away from us for a time. In God’s sovereignty, he has interrupted so many of our habits, both good and bad. It is too early to be too confident in interpreting what he is up to in all of this, though we can be sure that it is for our good and his glory. But surely it will do us no harm, and in fact do us a world of good, to take the opportunity to carefully ponder how, as we emerge back into life, we can best deploy our gifts, talents, time, energy, and enthusiasm for the good of others and the glory of God.
[Challies]
Before I had kids, I woke up early each morning to spend time with the Lord. After having kids, I so treasured my sleep that I usually woke up at the last minute as the kids were waking up. Time with the Lord became something I squeezed in when I could during the day–and sometimes it just didn’t happen. This author challenges us to give the very first of our waking hours to the Lord. I know depending on your season of life, it may not be possible and that’s ok. But I’m going to attempt what the author suggests and see if it makes my time in the Word more consistent. Hope you enjoy it!
If circumstances will not allow you to wake up early in a certain season, and all you can do is put on Scripture for five minutes in the car, there is nothing but grace. The morning is not holier than any other time of the day. It is simply untouched; it is before anything else, and that’s what makes it so beautiful.
Once my feet are on the floor, I head to the kitchen table. I know the sun will be up soon and with it will come the rush to get ready for work, the demands for milk, and the frenetic search for matching socks. All of those things will still happen, but they won’t happen first. My heart will have had a chance to grow in the rich, healthy, and fertile ground of time with Jesus, making the roots that much stronger to hold me up all day. It’s not magic, but it is glory—morning glory.
[Well Watered Women]
Confession–I struggle sometimes to show up for my friends who are grieving. Not because I don’t care or don’t want to take the time, but rather because I don’t know what to say and I’m really fearful of saying the wrong thing. A few years ago, my friend’s father died unexpectedly. I didn’t know what to say and I didn’t want to be in the way. So, I waited a little too long to reach out and I know she felt uncared for in the process. A year ago, my close friend had a miscarriage. And although I didn’t know how to console her, I knew I had to show up, tell her I loved her, was sorry, and then pray fervently for her. She didn’t need me to say any magic words. She just needed my presence. The church body’s presence and care during a time of grief can be so healing and encouraging. There’s a reason we’re told to “weep with those who weep.” This article challenged me to love my friends who are grieving in multiple ways: to be there physically when I can, to be creative in showing love and concern when I can’t physically be with them, and consistently pray for them.
Grief is scary and pain is an uncomfortable topic, so knowing what to say and when to say it can be challenging. We often fear saying the wrong thing and that fear can keep us silent when our friends need us most. Don’t put so much pressure on yourself to say the right thing or fix the situation; just say something loving. Keep it simple and honest. Share Scripture and ask basic questions. Leave the door of communication open.
[Well Watered Women]