I woke up this morning trying to remember how many days we have been dealing with this coronavirus. I know it has been in the world for months, but how many days have we been dealing with it on a personal level. How many days has it interrupted our normal routine, affected our decisions, and generally inconvenienced us? I don’t think it has been very long—maybe just days—but I am losing track of time. We wake up every day in bizarro world, the twilight zone, dystopia. It is hard to believe that the world has become so utterly shaken in such a short time.
I am a slow learner. Oh I can quickly memorize useless facts and figures, but life lessons are more difficult to get through this stubborn will of mine. But in my later, more mature years I have realized that when the Lord allows me to be stilled, sometimes flattened, He has something valuable to teach me, something to share with me, or some instruction for me. And now he has used this time of isolation to still me
For example, He is reminding me of the difference between wants and needs. I do not need 40 cases of toilet paper! I don’t even need most of the things on my list. As Jerry and I were praying this morning, I had to thank God for supplying everything we need today. Everything we need and then some. It really is not a hardship to be asked to stay at home in a comfortable house with plenty of things to occupy my time and thoughts. I know we will get through this because I know my God. We might not get through it in the way I imagine, but we will get through it in a way that will be for our good and His glory. C. S. Lewis said that God whispers to us in our pleasures but shouts to us in our pain. He may be shouting to His church.
I believe God has a bigger purpose for me than stockpiling groceries or watching Netflix in this moment. A bigger purpose for all of us. For months and months God has been teaching me about prayer. Church, I believe it is time to ramp up our prayers, to pray with fervor and intensity. For years I have been asking God to send another Great Awakening and I believe we could be on the threshold of such a revival. God invites us to partner with Him in prayer. Sometimes we think that prayer is such a small thing. We think there should be other more important things we should do. But prayer is the thing! There is no activity more important.
God has ordained all our days. He knew when we would be born, and He knew all about this coronavirus. Maybe we were placed here at this moment “for such a time as this (Esther 4:14)!” This may be our commission for these days of isolation.
I keep silently singing the words of the old B. B. McKinney hymn, Lord Send a Great Revival. And I pray, Lord send a great revival, and let it begin with me.