My musings on this Covid 19 pandemic took on a new reality very shortly after my last post, as a virus, like one he had never experienced before hit Wally like a thundering train.
Isolation became quarantine in our home with strange boundaries between us as we followed all the measures to stay safe and protect myself. Wally was checked at a clinic and at the time they were reserving tests for front line workers but the Doctor said that it could well be the dreaded virus and assured us that we were doing all the right things. A fearful time but also a time of trusting God to see us through.
After 49 years of marriage we were now living in separate bedrooms and from my window I had a new view. There was beauty exploding before me which brought joy in the loneliness.
With strength regained by week three and back to the usual isolation and social distancing we ventured out on walks again. We discovered a regional park right in the city that we had not visited before and the beauty found there was such a healing balm. We walked, we sat, we let the sun saturate our bodies and felt renewal.
so peaceful from our vantage point.
Beyond the fenced trail were hoodoos, a reminder of what erosion accomplishes over a very long time. It made me feel a little older as well as I felt the erosion of aging in my body struggling with chronic pain.
Wild Saskatoon bushes graced the trail with a sweet aroma from delicate bloosoms.
Golden Balsam Root aka Okanagan Sunflowers bloomed profusely and brightly throughout the park, a sure sign that spring had arrived. What a privilege to be at this place at just this time to be amazed by God's signs to us of his continuing sustaining of seasons.
It was Earth Day and I had read just that morning Psalm 104 which describes the majesty of God's creation in a way that I could not but praise him, the source of my life, strength and joy.
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We will keep on adventuring, finding new places to explore, staying on safe paths during this unprecedented time in history. We are in a new rhythm of living with so much to be grateful for. Another path is our walk of faith described so well by Elizabeth Elliot. ( 1926 - 2015 ) "The life of faith is lived one day at a time, and it has to be lived ___ not always looking forward to as though the 'real' living were around the next corner. It is for today that we are responsible. God still owns tomorrow." |
2 comments:
Surrounded by beauty in spite of the pandemic which you've expressed so well with your photography and words.
Catherine
Your blog is a peaceful place to pause, to meditate, to enjoy God's beauty you have shared with us. Thank you! We rejoice to know that Wally is feeling much better. Lois
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