Disorder
Good morning, Reader. This is the fourth Thursday of the
month. Gloria forgot to post on the
first Thursday of this month, and I forgot to post on the third Thursday of
this month. I just can’t understand why
we forgot. Why did Gloria allow a little
thing like flying to Virginia with two granddaughters to visit her son and his
family in Virginia cause her to forget to post her entry? And why did I allow a minor event like a derecho
to take my mind off posting to our blog?
Ah, yes, the derecho. We are in the midst of enduring? surviving?
Covid 19, the derecho and the bumps and challenges of our own personal lives. How many persons have you heard say “2021
can’t come soon enough for me”? How do
we do it? How do we survive during this
time? How do we live? These have been my thoughts of late.
I have been fortunate; I know it; I
recognize it, and I am grateful. The
building in which I live escaped the derecho with minor damage, and we had
electricity within 32 hours (that I suspect was due to the grid in which we are
located). Yet I care about my community
and recognize the suffering of others, so I take time to be grateful, to do
what I am able to do for others and to pray—a lot.
Grateful.
Hm, I am grateful to be able to brew my cup of coffee, to be able to
cook. I am grateful I have food to cook
and stores with stocked shelves in which I can buy more food when I need
to. I am grateful I have an intact roof
over my head. Actually, I am grateful I
have a home in which to live. I am
grateful I have water and a functioning toilet.
Yes, I am fortunate and I remind my self
that someday order will follow this disorder in which we live right now. In the meantime: “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every
situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to
God.
And the peace of God,
which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in
Christ Jesus” (Phil. 4:6-7, NIV)
