Being broken in a good way
I see it in the faces of those around me everywhere I go - even the masks can't hide it. People have been broken by the events of the past eighteen months. They are worn out. Humbled. How can this be good? When we reach the end of ourselves, where do we turn? I am in the habit of turning to Jesus as the Source of my strength. His strength remains the same during a pandemic. Always. But for those who do not have the Lord, where do they go? Stripped of all social gatherings, we were left to ourselves and those we live with. If we relied on the bottle before, we turned to it even more. If we relied on reasoning and figuring out, we were stumped. How do you figure out a pandemic, all of its ramifications, or its end date? Frankly I don't know how people do life without the Lord. We weren't built to "do life" apart from God. We were created to live in communion with our Creator. But the damage from the fall left us (wrongly) thinking that we are on our own;