Don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya. But seriously, I think most of us agree you can go ahead and leave now. We are ready to turn the page in this weird chapter that has been the last year.
A very tired working, virtual teaching, mom
2020 has definitely felt lonely at times. Being as socially distanced as we have been has been difficult and often isolating. It’s hard to not feel like an outsider when it seems so many around us have continued on with semi normal lives. There’s been a lot of heartache and grief for so many. I’ve seen loved ones lose beloved friends and family members. I’ve witnessed marriages ending in divorce, families being ripped apart, loved ones losing their jobs, and homes. It’s hard at times to remember that this is just a season. Seasons come and seasons go. I think we are all ready for this season to go. It’s my hope and prayer that 2021 is a new season. A season in which we love a little harder, give more grace, have more patience, and show more compassion to the world around us. You never know what heartache and pain someone may be hiding behind their mask. The waitress you were just rude to may be struggling to pay past due rent. The person you just cut off in traffic may be driving to a loved one’s funeral. The customer service associate you just screamed at on the phone may be in the middle of an ugly divorce. Imagine if we assumed that everyone we interact with on a daily basis is dealing with some invisible battle and we may be the one positive interaction in their day that gives them a little glimpse of who Jesus is. What a year 2021 would be if we all made the decision to display undeserved grace and compassion to each other.