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2020 - Year in Review

 

I’ve said it before, I dislike the Year in Review. One of those seemingly unnecessary capsulations by our devoted news channels of events that just happened. Really, it just happened. Let’s hold off the review for a couple more years. Rant over. So, what’s the deal with this hypocritical entry: 2020 – the year in review?


Strangely, this is the first time in memory I recall no Year in Review reports on the airwaves. I must have missed them. Maybe it’s my reluctance to turn on the news and face another day of chaos; but even so, I heard no mention of it. Perhaps even the news networks tired of the endless oddity we called “2020”. And what a year it was. Lives of families were altered, from the inconvenienced to the outright torn apart. For those of us blessed to keep some semblance of normalcy, where daily worries consisted of how well my mask is positioned on my face, we have right to be grateful. Many had it much worse.

My Year in Review isn’t much of a review, but a commentary of looking outside and within. Unlike 9-11, folks didn’t flock to churches or gather in prayer. Sometimes we couldn’t if we wanted to. Covid-19 was determined enough to sift through even what has held us together in so many times past – our Faith. We have sheltered in place too long. But even faith appeared put on hold. Politics ruled the day – battle lines were drawn, even to the point of bloodshed. And what have we become because of it?           

But all things pass. Covid will fade into a bad memory, tamed like all virus’ do; presidential terms will lead into new election cycles; and peace may fall once again across America where we can walk as one like we did after 9-11 or WWII. And hopefully books will be written, fantasies dreamt, and God reawakened in our hearts, where he never really left. Let us learn from 2020 and give 2021 it’s chance. I am planning on just that; thankful for the love of an amazing fiancée and our May wedding – Covid won’t delay us again. Let us look forward with grateful hearts at our families and hold onto faith, renewed that after every night comes dawn and after every storm comes the calm. God bless you!


The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.

Lamentations 3: 22-23

 

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