The Traveling Writing Room
Before the Pandemic
The photos here are of my sweet daughter-in-law. She, my son and their four daughters are living with me at the moment while their new house is being built. During this pandemic, Sarah has taken on the responsibility of ordering our groceries and picking them up. It has been an adventure to say the least. Sarah ordered SIX bananas this last order. She got SIX BUNCHES of bananas. A couple of weeks ago she ordered a 4-5 pound pork roast. What she got was 45 pounds of pork the size of two dachshunds. Right after that particular order, the country started having a meat crisis. Coincidence?
I’m sure we have all learned many things about ourselves, our country’s infrastructure, our medical systems, our parks and trail systems, our neighborhoods and our next door neighbors. Staying close to home has slowed us down and forced us to look around us in a new light. Before this pandemic, we might not have been able to see the forest for the trees, now, all we got is forest and all the time in the world to explore it.
Are you? Exploring? Are you taking this time to open yourselves up to new things, new ideas, new experiences? Have you opened your eyes wide enough to see somethings that have always been there but you have stepped over them in your rush to ‘get’er done’?
I’m no different than you. Before the Pandemic (BP), I lost sight of some things. BP, I hardly knew my neighbors. Now, we visit from our porches almost daily. BP, I kept to myself, mostly. Now, I FaceTime friends and participate in Zoom gatherings. Like the other day, I joined a group of writers for an ‘open mic’. I got to read my work and listen to others read some pretty extraordinary pieces. BP, I was a church-goer. Now, worshipping with my church family via Zoom every Sunday is my touchstone to what is truly important. Now, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
Getting back to the six bunches of bananas and the $60 worth of pork, and the point of this post: I see those grocery gaffs as a parable. You know parable right? An earthly story with a heavenly meaning? Anyway, this current pandemic parable reminded me in a very physical way the grace of our God.
“Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or imagine, according to the power that works within us, to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations forever and ever. Amen.” Eph. 3: 20-21.
I’m not talking food. I’m talking life. We cannot out give God. And, we cannot live without His tender and gracious mercies. Before BP, I knew that as truth. Now, I try my best to live that truth. Be well. Stay safe.