As of today, I’m the lone person in capital projects. All the other people on the team have health issues and are in the at-risk groups. Those that can are teleworking.
So it’s me, our supervisor and the two mailroom staff in Building 1. Woot!
It’s so strange. Quiet. Peaceful, though. Just the four of us and IT, with its drastically reduced staff, banging around.
It’s a great opportunity to be angry. County offices are ghost towns. Is this what the rapture would look like?! Everyone else gets to leave. Why can’t I? Am I *really* essential, with no project work to do, since they’re all paused? It’s also a perfect time to feel sorry for myself. Woe is me! I’m still getting up at o’dark thirty to shower, dress and drive in to work. Why do I have to be here anyway?!
Or is it a wonderful time to be thankful? I have a job. I will still get paid, regardless of how the governor’s ‘shelter-in-place’ order pans out for yours truly. Today, the managers meet to discuss a very pared-down essential staff for this lockdown. I should know later on today what will be required of me. Frankly, it feels good to be needed. There are days when I feel like an (untrained) monkey could do my job; today is not one of them.
It’s also a fabulous time to trust God. Yes, hand washing…within reason. Yes, social distancing…within reason. Yes, stay at home…within reason. Pressuring others to do it all the way you think it should be done is unhelpful, as is manipulation. You can voice concern and caring. Don’t let fear win. God is still on the throne. He’s still in the healing business. He also loves you more than you can possibly imagine. He’s got this. Deep breaths and surrender have helped me. Also walks, with or without chocolate accompaniment.
All of this to say coronavirus did not surprise Jesus. He knew all about it long ago. He has not forgotten any of us and we’re not left behind. Maybe we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be, right here and now, serving and loving people.
…Who knows if perhaps you were made queen for just such a time as this? – Esther 4:14