Well, about a year’s worth of things has happened in less than a month, really in the last two weeks. A couple weeks ago we were having a birthday party for my son, preparing for softball season, and getting excited about our beach trip next month. Now here we are at home under lock down.
I wish I could say I am trying to be funny or exaggeratedly clever for using the words “lock down” but as most of you know I am not. We are as a community, as a city, as a people on executive order to stay at home. We should only leave our homes for food or work, and that is if you are still allowed to go into work. How did this happen? Not too long ago I was busily cleaning the house anticipating a fun celebration for my son, thankful we could reschedule and still give him his party. Now two of his cousins have had to cancel their birthday parties altogether along with just about everything else we had on the calendar.
My mind is so muddled. The speed and magnitude of what is happening is almost impossible to take in. I’m still trying to catch my breath, thinking this next breath, this will be the one I catch. Then my heart will slow down, and my muscles will relax, and my mind will clear. Instead I just keep trying to catch it as things continue to change day by day sometimes hour by hour. Just when I think I will be able to calm down something new comes along, more mandates, more breaking news, more panic.
I’m embarrassed that I am reacting this way. I thought I was tougher than this, thought I had more resolve, thought my faith was deeper and my trust stronger. When it comes down to it, I feel as though I’m falling apart on the inside while I’m willing my body to act the same on the outside. I have 4 other smaller people depending on me, so I cannot fall apart. Just got to keep going….
I want to dig deep, grab hold of my faith in God, and sink down into all His promises. But I cannot get past my anxiety. It is in the way like a big road block keeping me from getting even a finger on my faith, even an inch closer to my Heavenly Father. We all just keep getting stripped of all the things we are used to, and instead of me focusing on all the goodness and blessing these changes provide – because they are there and I can see them – I feel naked, exposed, and vulnerable. And that right there is the root of my anxiety.
During a conversation I had with a close friend of mine, she said a very wise thing. God was going to use this time to transform her. He was taking all the things she is battling and confronting her with them. She confidently said she knows she will be changed forever after this pandemic is over. So much truth and wisdom in that statement, so much hope.
I am being stripped of many of my comforts, stripped of my busy life that has allowed me to ignore my problems I stuff in the background, my relationships I justifiably neglect because there is just not enough time, not enough of me to go around. Well, now there is enough, there always was, I just used it up on all the busy, and hid it in the noise of my “comfortable” life.
If I am wise, like my friend, I will grab hold of this time and instead of escaping my anxiety with the few distractions I have left, I will dive deep into those soul changing experiences this opportunity is providing.
So, I will sit with my anxiety, this vulnerable, exposed, not-knowing feeling. I will sit with it until my Savior comes and rescues me because He promises He will. I need to stop trying to catch my breath and let my Savior catch me. Maybe, if I could just sit still and let Him be God, I would find Him. I would find Him sitting right next to me where He has always been. He is the Rescuer, the Redeemer of my soul. And then I will be changed forever, then I will be transformed into more of His likeness, becoming more of who He created me to be. Yes, I too will be forever changed.
But I will call on God, and the LORD will rescue me. Psalm 55:16
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