Don’t get me wrong, this virus sucks. This pandemic is serious. People are dying and that is nothing to take lightly. I am praying, as I am sure you are, that God will give the Health Industry wisdom to contain, heal and defeat COVID-19. I am ready to go back to church, watch baseball, go out to eat, walk my kids to school and sit down in a coffee shop and enjoy some coffee while writing these articles. I am ready for this to be over.
But I am not ready to go back to normal. Looking back—there are some things I don’t like about the old normal. It was busy. Every minute was filled with a task or obligation. My wife and I were in two different directions several nights a week, each chauffeuring a kid to some activity. And the worst part—I think the busyness became something I worshipped, an idol in my life. I felt like I was important because I was busy. In some weird way I saw my value as being measured by how many meetings, practices, lessons and activities I could fit in a day.
The last two weeks I have enjoyed everyone being home at night after work. Playing card games, cooking hot dogs over a fire, movie nights. Everything but my faith and family have been taken away, and I am happy. In fact I am more satisfied now than I have been in a while. With the busyness stripped away, I know my value is that of a father, husband, friend. My identity is a redeemed child of God, a disciple of Jesus Christ.
Neighbors, you and I have some decisions to make. When our first class Health Care System defeats COVID-19 and this pandemic is a history lesson, we will have to decide what to add back into our lives. We are learning right now what we truly can and cannot live without. What really brings us joy and what we really need. I’m not sure why it has taken 41 years to be so clear, but I know for certain today that all I need is God to be fully satisfied. And I am so blessed that he gave me my family to lead, disciple and enjoy.
So as things return to “normal”, I have resolved that I am going to have a new normal. I am only adding back into my schedule those things that affirm my identity as a disciple of Jesus, husband of Brenda and father to Aiden and Abigail.
Be safe my friends. Wash your hands. Stay away from each other. And take some time to figure out what really matters.
Love ya Maugansville!