12 months ago, I was frantically packing up my dorm room, as the first round of pandemic-related shutdowns began. In the middle of spring break, students were sent home, expected to learn their college material from their bedrooms on computer screens. I drove home, waving goodbye to my campus, certain of my return in the fall.
The 12 months since that 10-hour drive from Williamsburg to Atlanta have felt like a lifetime and a millisecond all at once. The analogy I keep thinking of is the escalators at the Atlanta airport- for most of this year, I have felt there is no "end" in sight to the current state of our world. We have collectively endured so much pain, loneliness and tragedy in these months, while having to push through, with work and school waiting for no-one to take a breath and come up for air.
This past week, I found myself back in a classroom, for the first time since last March. In spite of the distancing and masks, it felt strangely comforting to be seated in the plastic chair of the lecture hall, watching a professor lecture outside of a tiny box on a screen, seeing familiar faces as I walked across campus.
Since last March, as the world has gone quiet, and our homes have turned into our classrooms & offices, I have found little glimpses of shimmering hope in unexpected places. The weirdly comforting nature of a trip to Trader Joe's, finding new music that speaks to my heart, pouring myself into school and work and everything that is bigger than myself and these current circumstances.
This verse has been on my heart- a way through, a hope that remains in spite of our circumstances. God tells us...
"See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland." Isaiah 43:19
How comforting is it to know that our God is paving the way for us, making meaning out of what seems meaningless, making beauty out of our worst circumstances.
These past 12 months have been intensely exhausting. I started my blog in the midst of the pandemic, as a creative outlet where I could speak my mind and spill what's on my heart. An unanticipated consequence of the pandemic has been a sore lacking in inspiration and creativity- as I've stared for endless hours at my computer screen and the same four walls.
I want to make content that inspires, delights, and sparks joy in these increasingly difficult times. But above all else, this is an important outlet for me to speak my mind. I hope that I may continue to do so and share those thoughts with each of you, and that we can find a way out of this wilderness together.