Lockdown 52

Lockdown Day 52 - 17 May 2020

Ever since I can remember, I have always been fascinated by things people experience and how they get through it. Whether it is a life-happening or life-crisis. I remember when I first read Corrie Ten Boom's 'The Hiding Place' I was inspired for a number of reasons. I learned to continuously think about myself  differently, not necessarily because of a crisis, but in spite of it.  Another was to write about everything. Regardless of my personality (and teenager logic😊) I felt if she could survive the holocaust and live to tell her story, I could do pretty much anything and be anybody I wanted. I even thought I was a rock star!  Well, of course I still am a rock star at heart (what would life be without bling jeans and wings✨). 

This virus has literally caused varying levels of crises in every single country of the world. I think it's safe to say this is just another kind of holocaust. The holocaust of the soul, forcing us into introspection. 

But this doesn't have to be a bad thing. This can be the change you've always been dreaming of.... just different. This can be the first spark of a new fire your spirit breathes. Be a rock star and get on your own stage. One little teeny tiny bit at a time. Worthwhile change puts you through discomfort and pain. It takes time. Mostly longer than you think (like cooking in lockdown when you don't have KFC as a backup). 

Who I am in this holocaust is in spite of it. In Corrie's words, "It is not my ability, but my response to God’s ability, that counts." In my fallible human  'rock star' way, I will stand on my stage with bling jeans and wings and rock it out even if my feet need a foot spa. I shall put my fist in the air and breathe in the victory I see in my spirit, even if I have to wear a face screen (NASA here I come!). 

God's got this, mm hm aha YEAH 💃.