… Just a few thoughts
I had a separate post ready for today, but last night I had a few thoughts I couldn’t shake that might be worth sharing and ultimately, hopefully, encouraging!
I live in Florida and have been here all my life. I’m no stranger to a “State of Emergency” and have weathered (no pun intended) hurricane season year after year. That eerie feeling of a looming apocalypse is something we’ve grown to expect as seasoned Floridans – stores looking bare, schools closing, not knowing when or what or how bad things will be. That underlying buzz of wide-spread panic. But we get through it, together.
On the other hand, I’ve also experienced the very real fear of sickness. In 2018 when Ryan was going through chemo, his white blood cell count dropped dangerously low. So low, all of the medical professionals were a bit freaked out. We were told to quarantine ourselves for the foreseeable future. I could not get sick for fear of giving it to Ryan and Ryan could not get sick because odds were not remotely in his favor. At the very least it would force a pause in his treatment. We left that chemo treatment with a bag of medical masks, hand sanitizer, a list of safe foods, and strict orders not leave the house. I remember walking in the door, getting Ryan into bed, and sitting on the couch by myself as the tears just fell. I was already so overwhelmed and now, this. My anxiety for safety went through the roof. I wiped, re-wiped, and bleached everything in sight. Friends and family members had to stay away and would drop meals on our doorstep. No one was allowed inside until we got his white blood cells back up, it was incredibly lonely and, at times, extremely frightening. But we got through it, together.
The current reality we are facing is neither of these things and both of these things.
I’m by no means equating hurricanes and cancer to coronavirus (I’m not a doctor or a meteorologist). All I’m doing is pointing out the common dominator, fear of the unknown.
And from someone who has a PhD in all things fear, I will say that over the years I have spent a lot of time working on re-shaping my thoughts, because, truthfully, fear has never gotten me anywhere. In fact, it keeps me completely stationary. What has always made a difference is knowing the facts (whatever little they may be), making an educated/prayerful decision, and moving forward in faith. I can only prepare for what I know, whether that’s moving all of the furniture inside because a 140 mph storm is headed our way, or being extra diligent with protecting our loved ones and keeping germs at bay.
All of that to say, I know that when I feel fear it is okay – it sparks action. But when I sit in fear, it sparks nothing. My prayer is that we will be able to link arms (figuratively, let’s not touch, okay?! 😉 ), encourage one another, wash our hands, know facts, be smart, and…. we’ll get through it, together.
Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7
P.S. Also just know I will always keep this a happy place on the internet, things can get tough, but you can always count on this little corner to be a bright spot! But since a lot of my readers are in high-risk areas at the momement, I wanted you to know how much I am thinking and praying for you as we all walk through this together. xoxo