This was not how I wanted to spend the week. At home playing the game “Is That a Symptom?”
Last Monday, my son tested positive for COVID, so he has been at home, quarantining. Which meant that we have, too.
And if you’ve enjoyed that lovely experience yourself, then you also know how confusing all of the phone calls and text message can be related to keeping us healthy.
And, of course, that more than anything else, is the point. Our health. Not my health. Or even the health of my son. Ours. This project is about all of us.
As he nears the end of his quarantine symptom-free (just a bit tired) and we are triply grateful for the vaccines protecting the rest of us, I am mindful of just how connected we are. Whether we like it or not.
I am also mindful of the inverse – how not not connected we are. At no point did I feel far from you or without hope. Generous offerings of food meant we never went hungry. That is tangible and (dare I say?) sacramental – the outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace.
But I also know that inward and spiritual grace, too.
In the days ahead, join me in seeking that grace. Not just the stuff we know (or the stuff we know we know?) but the stuff inside it all. In any kindness, any source of dignity and hope. Anything we know as real. Because grace is everywhere.