Good Morning. It is Good Friday. It marks the ultimate sacrifice that Jesus made for us. It also marks about a month of the Coronavirus Quarantine.
We have been home for a month, since March 12. I have not gone anywhere for a month. Sometimes, I wonder if this Coronavirus is all really happening. Am I caught in some weird science fiction movie? Or, is this a strange dream?
Every morning, I wake up, and it is still happening. It is surreal.
Last night, I dreamt about boiling eggs to dye for Easter. I felt this anxiety, that I hoped, I didn’t mess them up, because I probably would not be able to find more at the store. I can feel the doubts trying to sneak into my thoughts. I have to choose faith each day.
This morning I read in the gospel of Mark, when Jesus said, ““If you can believe, all things are possible to him who believes.”
Immediately, the father os the child asking for a miracle cried out, “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!”
Jesus said to him, “If you can believe, all things are possible to him who believes.”
Immediately the father of the child cried out and said with tears, “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!”
–Mark 9:23-24 (NKJV)
And, that is exactly where I am at right now. I have faith. I believe in Jesus. I believe that all things are possible for those who believe. During this Coronavirus Pandemic, my mantra will be, “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!”
Sing Your Praises
Bigger Than I Thought by Sean Curran
