Today has been like walking outside after a cleansing rain. There are just those clear days where it seems like all the particles, the antigens, and the dust molecules have been washed out of the atmosphere. The landscape is clearer, sharper, and more in focus. That’s what it’s like for me today. The COVID fog is lifting. My thoughts are clearer. My head isn’t sore. I made my way into my office. It’s my certain place I go to be alone with the Lord, and it feels good to be back. It’s like purpose has been restored. The nothingness of that virus is breaking up like that fog.
I would love to tell you I was such a spiritual person while I was recovering, that I spent my hours in bed praying and seeking God, but alas that would be a lie and I cannot lie in these posts. I did nothing. I was bored out of my gourd when I started feeling better, but I just couldn’t concentrate. I watched mind numbing TV. Did you know the Andy Griffeth show is still on? Barney Fife still makes me laugh. I got tired of beating myself in solitaire. I didn’t know there were so many versions of the game.
By Saturday my temp went down so I was able to contemplate life again. I thought about King Solomon words:
“The words of the Teacher, son of David, king in Jerusalem. “Absolute futility,” says the Teacher. “Absolute futility. Everything is futile.””
Ecclesiastes 1:1-2 HCSB
I may have been a little depressed at this point. I had been isolated for several days. My social time was talking with Kevin on the back porch for limited moments. I stayed away from grandkids. I think that’s one of the worst parts of that virus. It’s the isolationism. God created us for community. I don’t do well mentally when I’m cut off from my peeps.
Today is a new day. Today is a reset day. I am walking toward my LIGHTHOUSE.
God’s Word is my clarity. It is my path. God’s Spirt still hovers over His Creation.