I had this upbeat and optimistic blog written. But then I remembered that the Iron Porch is a place for real conversations and truth. A place of transparency.
The truth is that I’m not really upbeat and optimistic this week. I’m overwhelmed and discouraged about being at home trying to beat technology to telework while figuring out this quasi-homeschooling thing and dealing with an 8-week-old puppy that acts like a drunk toddler.
The truth about COVID-19 shelter in place/quarantine/social distancing…the truth is that this sucks.
I want desperately to be the woman that says, “I’m not stuck at home, I’m safe at home.” While I believe that statement, I’m struggling to embrace it.
I want desperately to be the woman that says, “I’m enjoying some much-needed family time.” While I believe that statement, the constant family time is starting to create impatient moments of longing for some alone time.
I want desperately to be the woman that says, “I know that God has a plan and will see us through this.” While I believe that, I’m having to constantly remind myself that God does have a plan. This is not something that’s been easy for me to embrace.
In the midst of this sucky week, I’ve been praying a lot. And holding onto the verse Isaiah 26:20, “Go into your houses, my people, and shut the door behind you. Hide yourselves for a little while until God’s anger is over.”
Come to the porch and let us know how you’re doing with all the COVID-19 changes.