Today, Monday, March 30 marked my 18th day of self-quarantine due to the COVID-19 pandemic, and it was also my first day of unemployment.
These past few weeks have been hard, the past few days even harder. I learned three days ago that I was furloughed from my job for at least two months. Things have been changing and moving so fast, so unexpected, and so out of my control.
I’ve struggled to hand over control to God during this time.
But I am reminded in the midst of the crazy unknown, He is not surprised or shocked at what the world is going through right now. He knows how hard and stressful it is to be living in a pandemic.
I had the realization that right now, (and always), I need to find my identity and hope in Christ.
I find a lot of my identity in my job. It’s a big part of who I am. I’m good at it. I work with people I care about, and the thought of that being taken away for months was terrifying. Not to mention the stress of losing a big chunk of income. I gave this over to Him over the weekend, which was hard but freeing.
HE IS IN CONTROL (Can I get an AMEN?!)
It was on a walk with my husband, Morgan, this past Saturday that we talked about this ‘break’ I was entering into and how it was going to be okay, and a blessing in disguise.
I am always busy, go, go going from one thing to the next. I have a hard time unplugging and taking time to rest. I graduated from college and immediately started working full time. The last long break I had was my last summer at college and even then, I worked through it.
This is an opportunity.
A chance to rise up and DO SOMETHING with the time I have been given back.
To plug back into God, and faith, and all the random things I have wanted to do for so long, but haven’t because I was busy.
Which is why this blog was born.
Blogging is something I have felt called to for years, but never quite had the time to get figured out and set up. (Nothing quite like two months of no work and social distancing to pull the trigger, eh?)
My hope and prayer are that through this blog, in some small way I can inspire and help others.
In the middle, the in-between, in our mess and chaos, when we don’t know what tomorrow will bring, God is speaking, God is moving, God is in control.
While many of us are home I hope that we don’t take this time for granted. This is a blessing we have been given, don’t waste it.
I love the thought of all the family dinners and game nights that have taken place over the past few weeks around the world.
Of the connections gained, friendships rekindled and the communities that have banded together.
For the sweet brides and grooms who haven’t let a pandemic keep them from their ‘I Do’s’ through magical, intimate ceremonies.
For those who are on the front lines facing this virus, and the gratitude of their valor and strength.
Of renewed and newfound faith and trust in God.
The reminder that life is short, and to not waste a single day.
We are stronger together, even though we are apart.
What are you going to do in this season with the time gained back from your commute, social life, activities, events, etc.?
I’ll be here, sharing from my heart on these pages.
I hope you’ll join me on this new adventure of mine.