I’ve been thinking of the changes in my life, since the corona virus flew into town. What have I been missing the most, or what changes bother me the most? What’s the greatest challenge for me?
--Not eating at a restaurant? No. Liz is a terrific cook, and we’ve had some great meals at home as she explores cookbooks for new culinary joys.
--Having to wear a face mask in public? No. I am glad, though, that I’m not alone in looking out of place, even as I wish all of us would do this for the well-being of others, diminishing their chance of infection.
--Not greeting each other with a handshake or a hug? No, but it is tough if your mask is still on, for there’s usually no trace of a smile to be seen.
--Social distancing? No. Frankly, I don’t have a good batting average swinging at that one.
--The Parkinson’s Rock Steady Boxing class at 6:30 a.m.? No. But it is nice to sleep in a bit later!
--Stores that I would like to go to are closed? No. It is irritating, though, that toilet paper is still an empty shelf in the paper goods aisle, and hand sanitizer is not to be found either.
--The Phillies and all Major League Baseball, and the Olympics not happening? It’s disappointing, but not worth being stressed by it. After all, they aren’t losing any games, nor are they knocked out of first place!
--Not having regular worship services with choirs and songs and the pondering of God’s presence, purpose and prompting to be more like Christ? No, you might be surprised at my answer to this one! But as much as I have missed being in worship together, I have enjoyed the new experience of alternative worship via digital camera, website, and some great musicians offering praise.
I cherish all of these experiences of life, in no particular order except for the last two that I miss the utmost: I miss you, dear church family, and I miss being with our grandsons as much as we were before COVID-19. It is about relationship. It’s about why we are here, given this gift of life to live. We were created in God’s image, which has little to do in having two arms, two legs, and ten toes. It means that when I am yearning to see the worshipping community together, in praise and prayer, that’s part of God’s yearning, too. It’s in our DNA. It’s about church family, and home family where we live this journey, in sacred community, following Jesus. It’s the kind of insight a pandemic shutdown can teach you. So, join me in keeping our eyes on Jesus, putting up with social distancing now, so that we will know the joy of hugging again.
Sheep Dog Dean