Well it has been 9 weeks of working from home now, 9 weeks of different, 9 weeks of chaos in the world, 9 weeks of…blessings. Yep, blessings.
I remember vividly the weekend when things changed. Barry and I drove to Jefferson to check in on my parents. My grandfather was already in lock-down at the assisted living facility, so no seeing him. We sat and had a meal together, but there were no hugs at the end of the night. If you know me at all, you know I am a hugger! My love language is touch. I was struggling to find the joy and blessing…
That next Monday I found myself packing up things from my office to work from home. I realized how very blessed I am to be equipped to do so, and blessed to still have a job, when so many others don’t.
Then I try the grocery pickup, and discover that many things are not available (yes, toilet paper for one)! But through this whole ordeal, I have learned to use what I have, not waste, and am blessed to have food on my table. I also realized I had an abundance of yeast, and started baking bread for my neighbors, which brings me much joy.
Working from home and not having extra things to do (I am so used to being extra busy), I have rediscovered the art of walking my dog. He loves the attention, and I have been able to meet folks in my neighborhood and get to know folks better. Such a joy and a blessing!
As the weeks go by, we read all the opinions in the news or on social media. Some folks are on one side and think everything is OK and all of this is crazy. Others are scared to walk out their front door. Most people are in the middle and have varying opinions. You may walk in to a store and you will see some folks wearing masks, while others do not. We see in the media a lot of heartache, hurting, and anger. But I choose to seek out the joy and blessings. The people making masks to give to people on the front lines, the people passing out food, neighbors sharing meals (I have been blessed with this twice), friends delivering cookies (I have been blessed with this also). We have all been blessed by seeing the sacrifice that doctors and nurses are making every day, and are reminded that they have always been on the front lines. And with not being able to physically Worship in person, many are learning to praise God as a family again, and in so many new ways and on a deeper level. Parents are spending more time with their kids, kids are spending more time with their families.
So my LIGHT moment is definitely about listening to the Holy Spirit – I am listening and observing, and seeing so many blessings out of this chaos. Also, I choose joy…joy over the madness, and I choose to let God move through me to hopefully share some of that joy with others.
I pray that all of you can find your JOY in our new normal.Sonya Cline