Mental illness is not a sin. What my mind does with it is.
There is darkness in information overload, constant debating turned confrontation and reading the barrage of opinions and rude remarks. We listen, unpack, then regurgitate it back to the masses. All the while, filling our thoughts with worldly nonsense in a brain not capable of holding more. Processing is a function that tires you out. If you don't prioritize your ideas, you will lose ground in mental clarity and stability.
The experts disagree, the politicians disagree, local and state municipalities disagree, and we are stuck in the middle.
"We're not afraid." Shout my American nation behind masks that do no good, gloves that contaminate, and shields of wonder.
I pray this will slow us down. When the virus peaks and we find ourselves on the other side, I hope we remember the lives lost, and what we did right and wrong. Self-reflection is crucial to moving forward.
I am unable to get out there and help at this time, but I pray. I believe in the power behind gentle words of hope and declaration. I know God above hears our prayers through Jesus Christ, and responds in ways we may not understand or see. Faith takes on new meaning in times of unknown and hope leads the way.
I never thought I would one day live through something we've only read about in history books. I hoped I wouldn't. Yet, here we are. The world has come to a halt.