There are lot of people in my life right now that are going through some difficult moments. Struggles with health, struggles with family, poverty, abuse- the list could continue on and on. My heart often breaks for them because I don't have the words to comfort them in the present moment.
The truth is that circumstances often suck. But in those moments we have a choice. We can unite or we can divide. We can leave the weak behind and find stronger ones to surround ourselves with or we can carry them along until they are strong enough to stand again.
This year, I want to see beyond what my eyes are showing me. As a writer, I have the ability to create an entire life for a person sitting on a bench at the park. This random individual whom I know nothing about could have a fictitious backstory in a matter of minutes with my imagination.
Can you image what the world would be like if we started speaking that kind of life into people's real life stories? To the person struggling with their lack of worth- one day you're going to look back on this day and realize it was your wake up call to something great. To the person overwhelmed and going under- what was meant to take you out only created a masterpiece of a picture.
I was going through old drafts and found this blog I had started in January but never got around to finishing. Interesting that three months later, there are LOTS more people struggling with difficult moments.
Be the change...picture the future.
I work in a grocery store most nights and something that I get to hear over and over is, "I just can't wait for all of this (COVID-19) nonsense to be over so we can get back to normal." What does that normal look like after all of this?
Just to be real, I've felt a little like a baby sea turtle. I kept trying to make my way to forward and carrying on with life but these waves keep slamming my little body over and over. Waves of emotions.
I see death tolls and families losing their loved ones and I get overwhelmed with sadness and grief. Not simply for the lives that have been lost during this pandemic but for the lives that were previously lost that we paid little attention to. Every life is precious and every death is precious. Death is a part of life, it reminds us how fragile our existence is. Which is probably why we often rush past it quickly and move onto matters of life.
I see political rants and conspiracy theories they bring frustration and anger. Why's it all have to be a power struggle. Why's there have to be so much deception? Ugh.
I see 'meant to be funny' meme about social distancing and at-home schooling. I say 'meant to be funny' because the struggle is real. It's not a joke. There are people that have had human contact since all this started. There are people are fearful their kids won't be prepared to progress to the next grade. Then there are people not sure how their going to pay their bills or put food on the table. It just makes me sad.
I don't know what things will look like 'when this is all over'. I'm sure I could probably spend the rest of the month writing spin-off scenarios of the world after COVID-19. But what I do know now is that there are a lot of people fighting against these same waves of emotions that I have talked about. And if you are one of those people, I want to talk a moment to pray with you.
God, I just want to take a moment to recognize that you are God during this super weird and messed up time. You can see way far past this point. You saw it coming when we were sitting in theaters watching the newest releases, happily sending our kids off to school so we could enjoy some quiet time, and just going about life as usual. You saw it. Maybe you tried to warn some of us, prepare some of us. I don't know. But what I do know is that all this really sucks. The anxiety that lurks behind every mask, the fear and negativity that have settled in the air. People's hearts are broken and worried. God, you are big. To every person reading over these words pour out your love and peace. Your perfect love will cast out this fear that so adamantly attempts to steal our peace and joy during this time. Pour into our hearts, strengthen us, so that we can encourage and strengthen others with that same hope during this time. Amen.
Nicole Donoho, owner of Teddyfly LLC, enjoys writing stories for all ages. She currently lives in Northwest Arkansas where she takes in the beauty of the Natural State with her husband, Jacob, and their three sons-Elijah, Josiah, and Solomon.