OK, let's face it, these are very strange times. Life has changed dramatically in a truly short space of time. Your emotions are may be all over the map (or at least mine can be) and worse of all, we are left without the availability of the sacraments.
When all this first began, I remember thinking, "I've got this. I can still feel God's presence within me, and thanks be to God we have streamed mass and so many wonderful talks offered on the internet."
In my quest to keep spiritually nourished, I soon found myself attending many events online. For me, it was not improving my prayer life, but hurting it. I was bouncing all over the place. I quickly realized I needed to keep to my regular prayer schedule (mass, Holy Hour etc.) and participate in only a couple of added retreats/events. Not that there is anything wrong with all the events, they are wonderful, but for me, this was a good decision.
I think things changed when people I knew began to get sick and a family member died from the virus. I did not doubt my faith or wonder where God was, but I did find myself in a battle with my humanness versus spiritual self. It was (and still is) horrific to think of him dying alone without those who loved him, and the absence of a funeral or burial (except for 5 people) made it all the more difficult.
My humanity was grieving, it was also suffering from trauma. I found myself distracted, in a tug of war with my “self”. I was struggling with loss, and some anxiety. I felt pressure to fix things and I wanted to somehow take control of all the craziness around me as illusional as that may be. I was focused on this world.
My spiritual side was different. When I managed to “let go” I felt God’s peace and did not feel a need to control because I trusted. There was even a joy inside me as I surrendered keeping my eyes on my final destination, heaven, secure in the love of Jesus and Mary. I knew they were with me.
It is easy during these times to fluctuate between the two. Actually it is easy to do that anytime. This is our road and our path to heaven. A continual battle with “self’, dying to that which keeps us attached to the things of the world.
I have heard often we need to be strong in this situation. I get what is meant but for me, I realize I need to be weak. I need to constantly remind myself of my need and dependence on God. I need to surrender to His will in my life knowing He loves me and will provide what I need for my salvation. Mostly, I need to remember He is with me all the time. And, although I miss Him terribly, He is even with me with or without the Sacraments, present in the offering of the Mass at every moment throughout the world and certainly living within me.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 2 Corinthians 12:9
As we move forward in this pandemic, especially here in New York I recognize more and more this is what I truly need, the grace of God. If I have that He will take care of the rest.
Jesus, I trust in You