The last few days, weeks, months have not been exactly what our New Year, 2020 resolutions had in mind.
Some of our plans were beginning to take shape.
New businesses were starting to pick up.
Children already in school excited about all their different activities.
Planning, executing and some more planning.
Rethinking strategy for one or two instances.
Ensuring we achieve that which we set out to do.
For, how shall we then take stock of the first quarter events and plans?
Like the biblical rapture, the ground was pulled from below our feet.
The streets and public places are fast emptying.
Like babies we are learning new ways of doing things.
No more hugs, handshakes and new boundaries defined.
Who saw this coming at a time as this?
Super powers have no deliberate answers to give.
The brilliant of them all are back to books.
I can hear fear screaming in every heart and tongue.
Where does our hope come from, we ask?!
Leaders are humanly trying amidst the bubble.
Churches too, have been brought to their knees.
Some are praying while others undercover.
Parents are advised to stock food for days.
Has anyone cared to know if funds are available?
The smell of this confusion is too much to bear.
It feels worse than the virus we all try to dare.
When does this storm come to an end, I ask?
Who then has an answer when the world is at its knees?
This morning I smile as I hum this hymn
I do not know what lies ahead, it says
But I know him who holds the future, it confirms
I choose to trust him for everything
This is where I’m finding my hope and joy
This storm too shall come to pass, some day
I choose to stay in one piece (peace) as I pray.
Lord, heal the world as we bow at our knees.
For this is a burden only YOU can bear.
The Strength Within 