Oh ye Quarantined.

As is expected, there has been grumbling in every language under the sun. A lot of it.

Folks are fed up.

We miss gatherings, being out and about, maybe even the madness of rush hour, sandwiched in trains and buses. We miss the busyness of life, the hustle and flow, the loudness of activities. We crave movement beyond the walls of our homes, dressing up, with some place to be. I miss brunching, and boy do I miss hugs.

We feel imprisoned. Stifled. Hard pressed. But even in this valley, there is much to be thankful for.

For one, can we be thankful that we have homes, and the quarantine snacks that we are able to eat? Can we be thankful for health, considering the many lives that have been lost? Shall we take a moment to gloat about the good that is being done in the world, the (extra) ordinary people that have chosen to wear makeshift capes and be a help in their communities. Those in the frontline of this battle, coming face to face with the debilitating effects of this invisible enemy. Can we also talk about how gloriously the church – the body of Christ – is shining, being an army of one, uniting in prayer, and giving from the abundance of hearts set on Him; moving billboards of compassion, and empathy, but also of faith. Loving on all, walking as Jesus walked.

I don’t know about you, but I am thankful that I serve a God who is both honest and kind. He warned us that there will be trials and tribulations in the world, uncharted territories by way of challenges that will stretch us beyond what we thought possible. But He doesn’t just leave us there, hanging with no hope. His final word is the full stop, be of good cheer, I have overcome the world. It is not a matter of if God upholds His promises, it’s a matter of if I believe.

During service this past Sunday, Pastor Jeremy Foster said this, check the news, but watch the word…

I can’t expect to walk by faith, if my armour is built on the words of news anchors, and trend experts. There is a tiny place for those voices, knowledge is good. But they should never be the pulse. With this in mind, I am quick to humble myself before God daily, seeking his face first, and gwash do I just love that millions around the world have taken on this same posture.

So maybe isolation, albeit under duress for some, isn’t such a bad thing because therein lies the opportunity for quietness. I would actually love to hear from you. What have you been doing with your extended weekends? I could do with some ideas!

It’s so crazy isn’t it? I don’t think anyone ever thought in their lifetime that they would see the world buckle to its knees. But here we are. A rattling reminder that all this is in fact temporary. The Bible says, only His word has no expiration date |Mat. 24:35|. This virus has busted many bubbles, but the truth is stranger things will happen…

are you armoured?

Confident, by Steffany Gretzinger is currently playing in my ears.

Happy monyaaaaaaaaay!

xoxo

Mel.

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