Keeping Faith During A Crisis

All joking aside this pandemic has created many emotions, brought to life terrible fears and reminded me that faith is always needed.

“If you lose faith, you lose all.” ~Eleanor Roosevelt

Faith Found When Needed Most

I noticed my blogs went to a humorous tone as I was dealing with being out of work temporarily. I suppose that was my coping skills trying to get through these tough times. I found I was getting even angrier with politics and people’s opinions. I was losing hope, because I had lost my faith.

I was blessed with friends who love me and care and want to help. We all know I am not one to ask for help as I always seem to find a way. But I was in a moment where there was no way and I needed help. God heard, listened and delivered. I was humbled and reminded that even if I think he isn’t here he is, and he reminds us so gently that he loves us. I was worried that maybe if I wrote about God, faith and religion I would offend someone or maybe that isn’t what readers wanted to read. Then I remembered this is my blog on my thoughts and how I process life in my mind. I was humbled because I began to forget about my faith.

You see sometimes things occur in our lives and we either blame God or distance ourselves from him. I am not saying he is going to make all the worries in the world go away but when you have faith it makes them seem not so terrible. While I have faith in my God, others may have faith in a Buddha or Allah and that is all fine, because we all need something that balances us, centers us. When we forget about our faith, we lose hope and become someone we do not like. I was becoming more anxious, unsettled, worried and hopeless of a resolve. I then received a piece of mail from a Navy Mom who so kindly and gently reminded me to keep my faith, stay strong and move forward. Someone who faced her worst fears and stood tall and kept faith despite it all. She was my beacon of light that I needed to bring me home.

I see posts all the time about God and how we brought this virus upon ourselves and while I am not a believer in the radical thinking of religion I do read them and pray for my friends who are going through unrest, but I never pray for myself. A very dear local friend who was placed in my life by some weird divine intervention also reminded me that my God would always reach out a hand when he sees I need it most and he does so via earthly angels, which she is. Through these moments I am drawing inspiration and reminding myself of who I am and who I want to be. Sometimes we need to be broken down, stopped in our path to remind us of what we are capable of.

For example, I slept very uneasy last night, my anxiety was rearing its ugly head as it has been for days. I finally drifted off and woke up in a panic, for no reason other than my own thoughts took over. I remembered the card I received and thought I need to calm my mind by writing. As I type I am also dealing with a horrible allergy attack leaving my eyes swollen and practically unable to see. I suffer from anaphylactic allergies, so I must watch my symptoms. But it did not stop me from typing and expressing what is on my mind so that I can be centered again, calm my nerves and realize that after every storm comes a rainbow. I have my Navy Mom to thank for a simple note that meant so much more than its pretty cover, but the words inside that my soul so needed to refocus and calm itself.

We all could use some humbling, calming and refocusing. Take today to do one kind thing for someone, keeping a 6-foot distance of course. If you do have to go to work buy a coworker coffee or leave a note for a friend or family. Sometimes we all need to be reminded that we need faith as much as we need each other. Faith is what keeps us going, gives us hope and makes these dreaded days seem brighter.