Yesterday was Easter 2020. It was definitely a different kind of Easter but Resurrection Sunday doesn’t stop because of COVID19. We rose early to get ready for church on the TV. Real clothes people! I put on a dress, curled my hair and added paint to my face. Jesus rose from the grave, I can at least look presentable in something other than paint splattered clothes or something resembling pajamas.
Some others in our home had some new clothes. We might all go to different churches but we all serve the same God.
Brad ended his message with I hope……
It made me start thinking about what I hope for as we travel this time.
This time of quarantine.
This time of living our lives different than what we are used to.
That I can be a beacon of light to someone every single day. Whether it be with a kind word or an unexpected act of kindness. Everyone deals with trauma (yes, I think COVID 19 is a trauma) differently. Some may suffer in silence, others may spout words that are not kind or necessary, some might work more to numb the pain, some might act out. It’s not a contest who is right or wrong. God created us all different for a reason. So that we can lift up one another and support each other. Think about that the next time you want to respond to a family member or write a remark back from a Facebook post that just doesn’t quite sit with you. Just think about it
My family knows how much I love them. I am not the physical touch person. I can hug the babies like nobody’s business but the adults………not so much. I might not share my love for them as often as I should. I tend to show though acts of service because that is my love language. I’m trying harder to show them through THEIR love languages how much they mean to me. We are apart from our son. We FaceTimed through lunch yesterday because he would have been here on Easter Sunday if it wasn’t for COVID19. We made the most of the time but as we started to say goodbye, he teared up. I started to cry. It’s hard to be away from the people you love. Even though we know this is necessary, it still sucks. FaceTime is a gift and we will be using it regularly from now until this mess is over. Don’t assume people know how you feel about them. TELL THEM OUT LOUD. Since we can’t hug right now, your words matter more than ever.
I am using this time wisely. As I fasted social media for the 40 days of lent, I wanted to learn something. Did I? I learned that I can dang well read a book faster when there is no social media to interfere. I learned that I get a lot more work done when I can’t scroll for extended periods of time. I learned that I miss seeing what people are up to, but it’s not going to break me if I don’t see it. I learned that I really like to write on this blog. I like to share my heart and sometimes the projects that I’m working on. I learned that I don’t need social media. I like it……..but I don’t need it and I will create better boundaries for myself in regards to it from now on.
That you, my friends who are on the journey called life with me, know my heart. I hope you know that I am a Jesus loving, family girl who likes to find junk on the side of the road and turn ashes into beauty. I hope you know that my family means more to me than I could ever express. I hope you know that I love my friends. I hope you know that sometimes I hide when I’m sad but I will come back. Be patient with me and some of you…….you know who are can come over (after COVID19 is over) and slap me around and put me in my place when I’m out of line because I know that I can go there.
You never get tired of seeing my grand babies because here you go. Jack got his own wheelbarrow for Easter.
Easter 2020 is in the books but Jesus forever LIVES!
Stay home sweet friends.