I don’t have anything encouraging to say to you.
To date, I have written one piece for Busted Halo and that’s about all I plan to do.
I’m tired of reading about it. I don’t want to talk about the data. I don’t want to examine the science anymore. I don’t want to why and what-if any more of my time. My head is full. It overwhelms me.
It’s not that I don’t have hope. I do.
It’s not that I don’t have an opinion. I do.
I believe this is a chance for us all to slow down and learn about what it means to really live life and to value the collective moments that make up our life, instead of taking them for granted. Myself mostly.
I believe Father Mike Schmitz hit the nail on the head in his homily last Sunday. The big takeaway was this:
“In a world that’s come undone, the biggest wound is trust. The biggest thing that’s come undone is our trust in God. So the question would be, do you trust God? Even when He’s silent? Do you trust God even when He doesn’t give a miracle? Do you trust God even if what has come undone on the surface remains undone?”
I think this time right now is different for each of us to find the root of change we all need. Whether you believe or not, there are lessons here. For each of us.
And that’s all I have to say about that.