(a coloring page that I have pinned to my bookcase)
It's 2021, and we're still in the middle of a pandemic.
I haven't really talked about Covid-19 much on this blog, but here goes. My neighbor below me might have it, as I hear him (her?) coughing in the night and there seems to be a pretty stringent cleaning protocol going on in the halls. At one point, I realized someone was wiping down the outside of my apartment door.
I have two people close to me that have it: a former neighbor from Pittsburgh, and someone from work. I wasn't sure if I had been exposed, so I quarantined over the Christmas break and took a test on Monday. Thankfully I was negative, but so many aren't that lucky. Omicron numbers are high, and people are saying that Biden has failed at ending the pandemic.
And yet, life goes on, even if we are crawling through the fog. I do believe there is light at the end of the tunnel.
But we are still waiting. And the crawling isn't easy. Today my phone devotional in the YouVersion app asked me to reflect on two questions:
- God, what are you showing me in this waiting?
- How might I reclaim this waiting period for Your glory and the good of others?