How many of you are coming out of your caves of hibernation thanks to the Covid vaccine? What refreshment to hug friends again. I can almost feel the snakeskin ripples in my soul begin to soften. I see the world with fresh eyes.
I have a newfound concern for those who have been even more isolated than I was during the pandemic–those older than me. Those making forced life changes. Those who lost spouses during this past year.
Now that we know how vital community is, that God’s plan is for us to “get by with a little help from our friends,” let us pray for the lonely, the isolated, the grief-bearers. Let us pray that God will use us to alleviate loneliness and lift up the spirits of others.
I still don’t fit in most of my pre-Covid jeans. Like my thighs, my socializing muscles feel flabby and neglected. Unused. I plan to keep moving and to keep putting myself out there in yoga pants.
Is it just me or are we all having “It’s a Wonderful Life” moments as we lay down our summer patio rugs and water our flower pots? I have missed all the imperfections, all the cracks in the concrete and uneven burners and soggy dip and hovering insects all made perfect by conversation and laughter and touch and grace.
This day made by the Lord for life.