I wish I could put a bucket of water balloons out on social media.
Everything feels uneasy; it is weird trying to get back to normal—it is actually giving me anxiety. Even more anxiety than when everything was closing. Part of my anxiety is not knowing how to act, is it appropriate to go a restaurant? Should I have small gathering with my friends? Do I wear a mask if I am invited into someone’s house? Are we ready? What if there is a second wave?
I don’t know. I just don’t know. There is so much going on in the world right now and then the Minneapolis chaos hits.
It can be overwhelming. I don’t think my heart even knows how to respond. I just know there is a deep ache in my chest and as the drama continues to unfold there is a temptation to be drawn down. Can we ever overcome it?
by Tai Ikomi. THE DAY OF the funeral finally came. It was Tuesday, the eighth of April… 1986, another day that was to remain indelible in my memory.
Week two. How are you doing? My natural inclination (survival instinct) is to look for the positive. More time at home means more:
by Taylor – 1 Corinthians 15:57, (NIV), “But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
As my pastor says, “When we receive a gift, the proper reply is, ‘Thank you.'”
I dealt with this before, I talked to a psychiatrist about it the past. He called it Seasonal Affective Disorder – or SAD (appropriate). I call it my winter blues. There were appropriate steps that I know I could take that would help me, but I just didn’t want to get up. I wasn’t even hungry.
I’ve seen many people use the month of November to list things they are thankful for, but do we abandon that in December just in time for the chaos of preparing for a holiday that is supposed to be peaceful?
by Abby Kelly
“The wakeup call for parents and for fathers in particular is that we are sinners too, adult sinners, and our sins have even greater repercussions than the missteps of our children, and tragically our children are often the objects of the dragon still within us. It’s not as if we’re sinners only in our relationships with other adults, and above the law when parenting our children. We are sinners in every facet, and often most dangerously so in our parenting.”
It was a time when the standard answer to “How are you?” was “In a time of rest. I feel like we are in between crisis times and need to rest in this season.” It was only a few years ago, but it feels like a lifetime ago.