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Back Down Memory Lane

As I was riding today, I began to think about all that we as a people have been through over the last couple of years, and all I can think to say is, "to God be the Glory". Many have gone before me but I thank God he spared my life a little while longer. The older deacons used to say, "I thank God that my laying down last night was not my cooling board." Let me help some of us, simply put, I thank God I woke up in the house still alive and not dead.

The pandemic has tested many of us and one thing I know and two things for sure, it either made you or broke you. Now you must decide which one was your result; I chose the latter! I remember when this thing called COVID-19 hit the scene. We were unsure of what was happening, why was it happening, and who was causing this to happen? But I am reminded of the moment that I realized that this plague was real. It wasn't a hoax, it wasn't a conspiracy, people were dying by the thousands daily.

One day as I was leaving the job, I got into my truck and broke down in tears. The numbers of those that were dying confused me. I couldn't come to grips with what was taking place. I had heard of Revelations, even read it a time or two, but did not think that I would be living in that time. We heard our forefathers talk about what was coming but never in a million years did I fathom that it would come while I was still living. As I sat there and cried, I just couldn't stop. I called my Pastor and asked her to help me, help me understand why this thing was taking place. I sobbed for the lives that were being snatched. I wept for the families who were losing loved ones and not being able to see them. I screamed for the bodies that lay in morgues and cooling trailers because they could not be buried. My heart was broken for the people.

My leader listened. She consoled me, but she then began to minister to me. She began to remind me of His word. He said, "think it not strange, marvel not!" You see I got caught up looking at what was taking place and forgot that my life had to be hid in Christ Jesus. So as we continue on with our lives with the minimal amount of normality that we used to know; don't get caught up. Be aware. Be cognizant. But don't get caught up.

We have a birth date and a death date, but it's what you do with the dash in between that will tell the story.

I'm praying for you.

The Marketplace Minister

Sabrina B.

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