There is so much uncertainty in our world today. While we have all watched from afar as other nations have fought wars, famine, and disease, rarely have those things touched our country in our lifetimes. Coronavirus has affected every one of us.
I have come to realize something. My life is not my own. Now, as a believer in Jesus Christ, I have always known that my life is not mine–it’s His. And what a relief that is, since He is infinitely wiser and better equipped than I.
However, more and more, my life is also the government’s. By government declaration, I am quarantined indefinitely. People’s businesses are shut down, many never to reopen. While I see the benefit of some of this action, I am uneasy. Humans are not so wise and well-equipped. We are prone to selfishness and greed. We seek to win–whether in sports or politics. The news is overrun with people arguing over what course of action is best in this troubling time.
If I listen to all of these voices, I begin to sink. Darkness creeps in around me and panic sets in. I forget Whose I am. And so, every day, I have to make a point to refocus. I need to lift my eyes to the heavens and consciously give Him praise and glory, and most importantly, surrender my life to His care.
I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2