Grit & Grace

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We have been a bit neurotic about taking quarantine and safety precautions to heart.  We have drastically limited our contact with friends and family, embraced mask-wearing, and my kids have said no to numerous social activities this summer, including sleepovers and indoor parties.  My mom is 80 years old and we are her source of connection to the world, so keeping her safe in uncertain times has been very important to us.  Plus, our oldest son was getting married on August 1, so we wanted to ensure that a worldwide virus wouldn’t get in the way of his wedding.  I’ve not generally been an individual ridden with anxiety or anxious thoughts, but this summer proved otherwise. By June I stopped following the news, or clicking on social media articles, or tracking cases – I found that none of the fearmongering was very helpful.

When my two high schoolers resumed extra-curricular activities in the month of July, I found myself having increased anxiety – constantly reminding them to wash hands and keep their distance from others. As we found ourselves within two weeks of my son’s wedding, I was in tears most days with anxiety over his wedding and all the “what ifs” of getting married during a pandemic.  I reached out to a friend who has successfully navigated anxiety in her life and asked her to pray for me.  I prayed over and over, “Lord, please don’t allow my family to get sick until August 2.”  Here’s the good news, God answered my prayers.

A week after my oldest son’s wedding, my youngest said she was feeling off.  No symptoms, just didn’t “feel right.”  I honestly thought she was depressed that volleyball and band had been cancelled the night before, but by late afternoon she was running a low-grade or mild fever – 99.6.  The next morning her temp was nearly 102 degrees Fahrenheit.  Honestly, we were both feeling discouraged.  Here’s why – this girl had been trying to take every precaution possible. She is a rule-follower. It just didn’t seem “fair” that she was sick at all – with anything of any kind – because of her neurotic hand-washing, mask-wearing, and social distancing.  At one point she said, “I’m the only one who refuses to high-five!  I only use elbows!”

With no other symptoms besides a fever I felt confident it was not Covid, but I wanted to rule it out so we could return to “normal” life once she was fever-free.  Besides, we had not come in contact with any positive cases or had no known exposures, not even to a second or third degree.  I drove her to a free, drive-by testing site available through our state health department. Since I was in the vehicle, I was tested too.

Thirty-two hours later I received my test results. Negative. The next day, my daughter had a little stuffy nose, but woke up fever free. I was grateful that whatever virus she was fighting, she seemed to be bouncing back in less than three days.  I was especially grateful because back in February when she had the flu, she ran a high fever for nearly five days. Again, I felt confident her results would be negative.  That afternoon she received her results.  Positive.

I’ve decided to share our journey for multiple reasons, but mostly because we rarely hear from the most common cases, from the majority of those being impacted. During flu season, parents posted pics of their sick kiddos left and right, but there’s a stigma with this new virus that keeps us all silent.  No one wants to be the next news headline. Seriously, I saw a local headline regarding a neighboring school district this week … “[Insert name of school] Band Member Tests Positive for COVID!” However, we DO see friends sharing stories on Facebook that induce fear and anxiety and are NOT good for our mental health – that tell us our kids are all going to die if we send them back to school or participate in extra-curricular activities. I also want to share our story, to help others know how to respond when a positive diagnosis hits close to home. 

As more individuals are diagnosed with an obviously new virus, here are some insights that I hope will help others navigate this journey:

Even rule-followers get COVID.  Don’t assume the person has done something “wrong”.  Since the entire (yes, everyone else went and got tested too) rest of our family tested negative, and we know of no one who has been ill or symptomatic, we can only assume our daughter’s “wrong” was encountering someone who was asymptomatic. Because she is such a rule-follower with handwashing and mask-wearing, I am confident that her actions prevented the spread to others in the days prior to her fever appearing.

Respond with an outward focus. What do I mean by an outward focus?  The most meaningful initial responses came from those who showed genuine care for our daughter – who seemed more concerned about her (and us) than asking questions that stemmed back to their own self-interest or their own need for COVID-free, self-preservation. 

This is a tough one and I could go on, but everything within our culture screams, “ME, ME, ME!!!” And keep in mind that you choosing to wear a mask, or staying home when you have “a cold”, or washing your hands before touching other things, or following procedures is also about OTHERS.  Because the mask-wearing, obsessive hand-washer is helping to protect YOU.  She only stays safe when YOU do the same.

Offer care, not questions. Your friend or family members may be (and probably are) feeling overwhelmed. I can guarantee their phones are blowing up with a bazillion texts and phone calls.  Simple texts offering support, such as “I’m praying for you!” or “Let me know if you need me to pick up anything at the store for you!” are meaningful. 

Refrain from asking, “Where did she get it?” Unless your job description includes being a contact tracer, it is most likely none of your business to try and figure that one out.  As a society, we immediately want to place blame. To throw someone else under the bus. Believe me, as parents we have attempted to narrow down the possible point of contact, but mostly with a preventative effort in mind. Just know it feels rude to ask that question. Honestly, without being a germ time-traveler, we will never know.

Remember the entire family is impacted.  At this point, I am legitimately more concerned about our family’s emotional health than physical health.  This is a difficult time for many individuals, and I am very concerned for the social-emotional well-being this season is having on otherwise well-adjusted adults and kids.  If you know someone in quarantine, check on them. Chances are, they are NOT emotionally okay. Being in quarantine when the world is shut down feels very different than when the world is continuing around you. Knowing my son’s coach has been checking on him, even in the off-season, has been so meaningful. My friend went to Costco tonight and left the items on our front porch. Little gestures can go a long way in showing care and support during a difficult time.

Make a choice not to perpetuate fear and frenzy.  This will look and feel different for each of us. Know that for the vast, vast majority this virus is completely beatable. The medical field has made incredible strides in the past six months in understanding how to treat this new virus – which means even for the medically fragile there is hope.  I appreciate the many individuals who risk the stigma to share their stories. To help us move beyond fear.  Although it is certainly not fun being sick, the influenza our daughter experienced in February was far worse.  Time will tell for the rest of us, but at nearly a week past exposure good handwashing, increased vitamin intake, and preventative measures here at home – and for my 80 year old mother who also had a direct exposure – have meant so far so good!  (I’ll save the story about how I accidentally drank from my daughter’s contaminated straw for another time.)

In all seriousness, consider what steps you can take to decrease fear and frenzy.  It might mean turning off the news or taking a step back from social media or refusing to click on and share fearmongering articles.  It might mean refusing to text 10 people each time you hear of a positive case – or perpetuating rumors and repeating “news” that does not come from the direct source and blows everything way out of proportion.

Choosing not to live in fear and frenzy might mean taking more walks at sunset and placing your anxiety at the feet of Jesus. Every day. Are we going to continue with safety measures and put others before ourselves? Absolutely! But choosing faith over fear is the path I am choosing, and I invite you to join me on this journey. 

For some, storms that pop up unexpectedly can cause fear, while for others, it can create a sense of awe. Sometimes how we respond to a storm is a matter of perspective; how storms have uprooted our lives in the past, how they change our present plans, or how they can impact the outcome of our future.  

Last summer we were standing on the Lake Michigan shoreline waiting with anticipation to take in what we hoped would be a spectacular sunset, instead, we were met with a pop up storm. The gentle surf lapping up on the sandy beach said, peace, but the story unfolding on the horizon told a different narrative. The surreal moment had some people running to their vehicles for cover, others stood in awe, and delighted in the splendor unfolding before their eyes. Can you guess which category I fell into? 

I took in the sights and sounds with all of my senses. I did not want to miss a single moment. The cloud formations appeared like thunderous waves crashing through the azure sky. Lightening skipped across the firmament with abandon, peeking out behind the thick masses like twirling lassos trying to latch on to a wild stallion and tame it into submission. The mist of the incoming rain swirled through the air and danced across my skin. It felt as if I was standing in another dimension of time and space. I can sincerely say I experienced pure joy standing in the midst of the storm. 

One could equate this current epidemic and it’s impact on our daily life to a storm. In a certain sense we just entered into a new year, and were standing on the shoreline waiting to see how 2020 was going to unfold before our eyes. We may have had ideas of how the year was going to play out, what colors we would see streak across the sky for us to enjoy, but then. But then this storm, this trial came our way, and we were all asked to make changes. For some, so many changes! At times, it can feel overwhelming. It can be difficult to watch this perfect storm, and say, “wow, this makes me feel joy”. 

In the book of James, Paul encourages us to consider it pure joy when we face trials of many kinds, because through the testing of your faith you will grow in perseverance. Through perseverance, or steadfastness, you will mature. Become complete. So you will lack nothing. 

Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.

James 1:2-4 (NIV)

Can you imagine that!?! How preposterous. It goes against the grain. It does not come natural to experience, or consider trials as pure joy, because of the growth it will bring us. 

I have said this before, but what a shame it would be to waste the experience we have been given to challenge ourselves. For some, this time has caused a big pause in life. What are you learning in the pause, in taking shelter from the storm? For others, you have been asked to stand out on the shore as the storm crashes in around you. What lessons have you learned from facing the storm head on? 

May we learn important lessons through the stretching, maturing, growing of our faith during this time. May we experience completeness in trusting God’s plan for us. He sees us. He is present. And maybe, just maybe, we will consider it pure joy, because we were able to discover beauty in the storm. 

This past week we had two of our g-littles come stay with us for a couple of days. Their parents were scheduled to go to a conference in California, but due to the current concerns over the spread of COVID-19 their conference was cancelled. The g-littles had been so looking forward to coming for a visit that we decided to keep the plans as is, and they arrived with big grins on their faces Sunday afternoon. 

We originally planned to take the g-littles to an indoor play place and a children’s museum while they were with us, but determined it was not wise to do so, so we improvised by breaking out the Wii and making some crafts. We also let them pick out a movie to watch each day. The five year old didn’t care what we watched, but the four year old chose Frozen 2, everyday! So, watch Frozen 2 is what we did. Each time we watched, it was as if we were viewing it for the first time, except for the fact that we belted out the songs with great enthusiasm. 

One of the big moments of the movie is when Elsa sings, Into the Unknown. She is feeling called to go out on an adventure into unknown territory and has to make a decision to push down fear. Right now, it feels as if we are all facing unknown territory. It would be very easy to let fear take control. Schools closing. Businesses shutting their doors. Travel advisories. Being asked to social distance, when you may desire to bring people close. Places of worship meeting remotely. The news is filled with stories of loss and heartache on a global level. Who would have thought a couple of weeks ago people would be fighting over toilet paper and hand sanitizer. Yes, there are a lot of unknowns. Uncertainties. 

During times of uncertainty we can find solace, reassurance, in the KNOWN. The constant. We can squash fear by focusing on truth. Paul tells us in, Romans 8:38-39:

38 For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, 39 nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

ESV

We can be assured that his love is constant. There is nothing. Nothing. That can separate us from his love. I can rest in that. I can abide in that truth. 

There is an old hymn whose words talk about this constant, Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine. The song was penned by a woman named Fanny Crosby. As a young child she had an illness that rendered her blind, yet her focus was not on her circumstances, but on the love that enveloped her and made her whole on the inside. The lyrics of the last verse say,

“Perfect submission, ALL is at rest, I in my Savior am happy and blest, Watching and waiting, looking above, Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.”

There is rest in letting go, and letting God be God. Being at peace in the constant of his love. 

During this time when it would be easy to get our eyes on our circumstances, let’s place our focus on things above. Let’s put our faith in the constant love of God. In turn, let’s find ways to share the reason for our faith, our peace, with others. We have an amazing opportunity to not act out of fear, but love! 

For your listening enjoyment.