Waiting in joyful hope ......

2020 is a year that will never be forgotten. We find ourselves still in the midst of the strangest of times when life has simply come to a standstill. The future looms shrouded in uncertainty and surrounded with fear. A way of life that we had taken for granted for so long now seems under threat and the economic prospects for the future are shaky and uncertain. It would be easy in the present climate to succumb to despair and to lose hope. The social isolation of cocooning and distancing are also taking their toll, and the simple joys of a visit from family and friends now seem an unattainable luxury.

There are however many positive signs of hope on the horizon. As in all crisis situations the resilience of the human spirit can rise to the fore and we have seen this in the selfless care and dedication of the many frontline workers who have remained at their posts in the service of the greater good. We see it too in less obvious ways in the care of the neighbours who take the time and trouble to make contact with the old and vulnerable in our communities, ensuring that their welfare is not neglected. On woman remarked to me on the phone the other day that she never had so many people offering to do things for her, from the young husband next door who cuts her grass and trims her hedges to the queue of willing shoppers on her behalf. Such gestures of care and support are a light in the darkness. At a time when uncertainty and vulnerability rule the day every act of kindness and concern towards others offers a lifeline of hope and should never be taken for granted.

 

Covid Poem

When this is over,
may we never again
take for granted
A handshake with a stranger
Full shelves at the store
Conversations with neighbours
A crowded theatre
Friday night out
The taste of communion
A routine check-up
The school rush each morning
Coffee with a friend
The stadium roaring
Each deep breath
A boring Tuesday
Life itself.
When this ends,
may we find
that we have become
more like the people
we wanted to be
we were called to be
we hoped to be
and may we stay
that way - - better
for each other
because of the worst.

- Laura Kelley Fanucci -

 

Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. For I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Saviour.
(Isaiah 43:1-2)

Philip Curran,
St. Mary's, Lucan

May 14, 2020 - 8:54pm
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