PO Box 239, Pratt, KS 67124

Get up and Walk

When I was nine, we moved to a new house Dad built at the edge of town on our small farm.

On the back of the house was a deck. There was no deck railing and the edge of the deck was about five feet above the ground below. I was throwing a tennis ball up on the roof and trying to catch it as it rolled back down before it hit the deck. Backing up, looking up on the roof to try and see where it would come down, I went too far back and right over the edge of the deck, falling flat on my back below.

I woke up to two teenage girls leaning down beside me asking me if I could hear them. They had been riding bikes down our road and saw me fall.

I had hit my head and had the wind knocked out of me. I’ve never been sure how long I was out, but I was confused and disoriented. They helped me to my feet and into the house where Mom took over (she hadn’t seen me fall). Trips to doctors weren’t really a thing in our home (unless one was dead or dying). Mom just had me lay down and rest. I’m sure she even let me go to sleep (not the right thing to do, but we didn’t know that).

I’ve thought of that incident compared to what our country is experiencing. As a nation, communities, congregations, families and individuals; we’ve have had the wind knocked out of us by Covid and the response.

It’s a little blurry transitioning to recovery. We’re not sure of where we are in that process.


Think about it

Neither leaders nor the general population have done things right. Ignorance, stupidity and politics have plagued the process. Of course, the models were wrong. Modeling is looking into a crystal ball. What did we expect? That everything would play out exactly as some person or persons projected?

Our wind will return. We will get up with the help of each other and move on. Recovery will probably look like a bunch of sloppy cursive “W’s” instead of a typed “V.”

But we will recover. Complaining won’t change things. At some point we just stand up and fearlessly walk it off.

In Matthew 17, 7; Jesus came and touched them. “Get up,” he said. “Don’t be afraid.”

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