“What I see around me would drive me
insane if I did not know that no matter what happens, God will have the last
word.” --Elder Paisios of the Holy
Mountain
My words weep on to the page as I
begin this sensitive and frank blog post for May. Permit me to sound off and
respectfully stray from the writing prompt. This present time has revealed
cracks going far beyond my writing.
Since the COVID19 virus gained
worldwide prominence in March 2020 startling societal cracks are
being revealed. The virus shows an enemy can bring attention to “cracks”
ever present and tolerated.
As a writer, my voice seeks to be
real without being offensive or politically correct. Please forgive me if
readers may disagree with what is written in this post. In humbleness, I ask
you to read the post to the end.
I make it a point to not write
about Covid-19 neither comment about what other people write about it. I
do not give Covid-19 my time neither is it allowed to steer my life. The virus
receives a lot of national and international attention. So much has been said
one now has to discern truth from error.
Since the rise of Covid-19 the
world slowed down. The world slowed down, however, because of the wisdom of
people and the will to survive. At first even our mighty world leaders stumbled
at the attack of this virus. This inflicted an unfamiliar pressure on our
leaders. They almost fell under the spell of this rampant illness.
Please allow me to suggest to
readers a rather perverse twist in the projection of Covid-19. The illness
has exposed glaring cracks in Canada. Canada finds itself wanting and broken in
this light. In my estimation Canada closes its eyes to its own brand of
barbarism. How Canada treats our unborn children and other marginalized people
shows this. When the virus subsides the cracks will still be here.
As a writer who is also a
Christian I can bring hope despite the cracks. You see there is always hope
even amid horror. Covid-19 causes the world, including Canada, to grieve. Even
nature holds its head down and weeps. This grief, however, is a sign of compassion
and collective sorrow, not defeat. Compassion and hope are not part of an
illness like Covid.
Times of crisis and hardship
cause kind people to shine and continue to do so. Those with compassionate
hearts will continue to love. Those who by nature are helpers will continue to
help today and in the days ahead. They give hugs to the world through their
compassion and love.
My writer and reader friends, the
COVID-19 wave of misery has not taken God by surprise. God loves the world and
is present this suffering. We have an amazing and unique opportunity to point
the world to real hope.
After the virus leaves how will
we help heal wounded people it left in its wake? How might we help even now? We
can help heal the rotten cracks in our society that have become, “normal,”
today. We can fill them with the hope, love, and the peace of God. We can pray
and pray again. Anything less only supports the rotten cracks, all too common
in our country and world today.
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