I finally made it to Target during the pandemic. I felt like I was making a pilgrimage to a holy site. I donned my protective facemask, threw my Clorox wipes in my purse, and headed out.
Freedom!!!
Everything looked so foreign. I forgot what the streets and landscape looked like a mile from my house.
As I was driving to the Promiseland, I envisioned the aisles flowing with milk and honey.
But when I got there, it was flowing with masked people making a beeline to the paper goods aisle and splitting off to the cleaning aisle all the while trying to keep 6 ft apart.
The aisles had milk and honey, just not TB and hand sanitizer.
I went seeking some normalcy. Trying to regain a sense of my old routine. But all I left with was anxiety, guilt, and half the things on my list!
Anxiety because the masks covers people’s faces, but accentuates the fear and uncertainty in their eyes. Guilt due to the feeling I was endangering humanity when I wandered aimlessly throughout the store. And items forgotten because my mind was too busy focusing on telling my hands not to touch my face!
Target run undone by Corona.
What else has Corona undone these past weeks/months? I know, I know, "we should look at the blessings and the bright side of all this." Oh, I am. God uses all things for His glory, and I truly believe He is using this in big and unbelievable ways.
But I also believe this is a time to grieve what we have lost. Acknowledge what has been taken from us. And give witness to how it’s affecting us.