Pandemic Prayer

O God…

We know that You are with us… but… these days feel so alone.

We are frustrated. We are grieving. We don’t have time to grieve. We have too much time to grieve.

We are missing normal, yet we are also glad “normal” has changed.

Our kids are yelling. Couples are fighting. Parents are worrying. Nerves are fraught with tension. We feel bored. We feel strange. We feel, we feel, we feel… somedays there are no words to capture it.

Some of us are working too much. Work becomes panic as we make ourselves go to the front lines of this pandemic. We are terrified to do the things we used to love. To help the people we need to help.

Or we put ourselves at risk, only to bring home a paycheck too small to meet our needs. To feed our kids. To pay the rent. To buy the food, the diapers, the formula.

Not much about these days makes sense. Memes go by, 2020 is a disaster, it needs a restart. It has a virus.

O God, I have no answers.

I make it some days, I don’t make it other days. But I have seen your work before, and I have faith I’ll see it again. I preach it, and I do believe it—that you are a God who makes good out of the disaster. You don’t cause the chaos, but you work, alongside your people, to use the chaos to make something new.

Help me, O God, on the days when nothing is right, nothing seems good, nothing is easy… to believe. To trust. To have faith.

Good will come again.

Make it so.

Amen.

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