posted 5 years ago
Artie, I will be honest, this has been a major reorg of my priorities. Your words are so true, a couple months ago I thought I had things under sort of control, and now I am clearly not in control.
I have been involved in a church for three years, and this is a fundamental principle in most religions (I would think) and even AA- I am not in control. In my life, this is probably more stark than most given my job. In Italy there is around a 5% mortality at my career field since the start of this, in my demographic. I'm otherwise healthy, on no meds, and suddenly have a 5% risk of death and about the same for severe lung damage which might require long term oxygen or limb loss.
I have no control over this. What I have control over is my response, and not perfectly. I have poor sleep since I am quarantined away from my family for weeks at a time. I will not be able to have physical contact with them until the situation stabilizes which could be months. This is not to pity me- anyone in health care should go into it knowing that we assume risks others would not. Same for EMTs and police and fire- I have huge respect for people who run into the fray.
What I can do- given my faith, if I am up in the middle of the night, I am instructed to not be anxious (Mat 6:27 Which one of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his life) but to pray (Phil 4:6 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.) I have to believe that prayer does not change God, it changes us. The next step is harder, it is to step into that uncertainty and become humbled in it as in the beautitudes- Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven. To admit to others and to yourself that you are not sufficient, to reach out and ask for help. I know this is the hardest part for me because I am so deeply arrogant. I fight it in my relationships and I have a history of hurting people through my pride. I am truly powerless to change on my own, I have tried and failed again and again.
And that is where I am, I have made some recompense with people I have wronged, attempted to identify actions and beliefs that hold me in pride, asked for God to humble me.
It seems more important than the ten projects lining my garage.
Standing on the shoulders of giants. Giants with dirt under their nails