When we are absent from someone we love, it is their face, not their arms, hands, or feet that we long to see. The face is what matters to us the most. When we are finally close enough to see their face, it is at that point when relief and joy combine together into a memorable and happy reunion. This is what the Psalmist longs for in a time of social distancing: to once again see the face of the God.
Read MoreA woman experienced twelve years of social distancing. Not twelve days or months, but twelve long years. That’s over 4,000 days of isolation. I cannot even imagine. Probably seemed like forever to her. Quarantined. Alone. Avoided. Rebuffed. And a guarantee of a collapsed faith, or, at least a prescription for a religious dropout, right? We wouldn’t be accused of being too hasty or off the mark if we expected such. But let’s examination those expectations. I invite you to observe the impact of long-term social distancing in the case of a woman.
Read More
