Sunday, April 19, 2020

Pandemic Musing

Two poems is wrote in the midst of COVID19. I pray you are all doing well.



Social Spacing
Don’t touch
your face
your friend
Purify your
all
You can’t buy that
today or
tomorrow
Stay out of the
bars
restaurants
church
schools
restraints
Turn off
cable news
talking heads
scary shit
your
feelings
Shut your
doors
your eyes
and pray then pray again

No problem
I tell
me
I can do this
Except…

Social
Spacing
Six feet
Too far

I want to inhale your essence
To touch you
To hold you 
close
To feel your weary heartbeat

Before
it stops

------------------
the eyes of a nation

Above the fields of barren white
sparkling orbs appear
Searching for comfort
in the hidden shadows
of a dark pandemic

Beneath the sterile masks
silence lingers
Strange surroundings
mute our prayers
Where are the pews
the crosses
the holy men

Behind your clandestine disguise
Arid lips sculpt a frown
How long will it linger?
Before I see your
Smile

the eyes of a nation
wait

Saturday, March 14, 2020

Testing Faith

The author of Hebrews wrote, “not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as is the manner of some, but exhorting one another, and so much the more as you see the Day approaching”. There is much to explore in this biblical principal, but I am not writing this morning as a Bible teacher but as a churchgoer whose heart is troubled by the events of the day.
The Corona virus has momentarily changed the way we live. The way we assemble. How we come together as neighbors, friends and family, has been changed because of the unknown. This morning, I learned the far-reaching tentacles of this virus is a respecter of none. The senior pastor of my church, Trinity Baptist Church, went to social media to announce changes in worship schedules because of the threat the virus carries. Some services and ministries were cancelled for the week. Pastor encouraged us to live stream services on Sunday morning instead of assembling in God’s house to worship.
Bible study classes are cancelled.
My heart is broken.

I understand precautions are required when disorder is tainted by fear. But every Sunday for so many years, I listened for words that encourage our faith in God, spoken from the pulpit of Trinity Baptist Church. Words about trusting that He is sovereign and loving and everywhere! I believe God's words written throughout scripture that command us to trust Him, to love Him, and to worship Him. I believe His words when he said do not forsake the assembling of ourselves…for when we do, we move our trust from Him to trust in man.

Today we are experiencing is a testing of our faith.

I believe God’s got this! The moment I stop believing is the moment I run away from Him. I believe He hears my prayers. I prayed, as I am certain many of you have, God would be among us as we battle this virus. My words of prayer are wasted if I don’t believe the One hearing them is faithful in His promises.
I am not suggesting you or I be careless in our behavior. The science has shown that most are at very low risk. Those who are at higher levels of risk should take every precaution to avoid exposure. But the choice should be ours.
Life will go on. So should our worship of God. The doors to our churches should be open. Our voices should be lifted to God, our hands raised to the heavens. Our faith can, if we allow it to, withstand every test.
Trust Him.
See you Sunday.

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