I have been thinking about this for such a long time – starting a blog. God has been prompting me to do it for ages and ages but I always had other things to do with my time. Well now, along with countless others, I have been ‘furloughed’ – a strange word I only ever associated with fields until now. There’s only so much clearing out of cupboards you can do. Only so much scrubbing and cleaning. Clothes do eventually get washed and ironed and sit vacantly in your wardrobe, reminding you that they are not likely to be worn in a long time – well, apart from your oldest jeans and tops, to be worn for your one permitted outing a day.
I have put all my ‘best’ things away – won’t need them for the foreseeable future – as my social life, along with the rest of the world’s, has effectively been put on ice. As of last Tuesday, my work wardrobe went into storage until normality and sanity returns, whenever that might be.
There are a lot of theories around how this virus came to be. Some of them are really off the wall, shared by conspiracy buffs the world over. We hear of how one man ate a diseased bat, how the virus has been deliberately manufactured, and other rumours. But we also hear a lot about God’s hand in this crisis. There are those who believe that this is the vengeance of the Lord, a plague similar to those visited upon Egypt in the Old Testament. Some say that God has just had enough of this world and its values and behaviour and decided to teach us a lesson.
But what do Christians believe? I cannot speak for everyone but, as a Christian of nine years, I see the world having to take a huge step back in time. Thanks to the terror generated by Corona virus, the world has effectively stopped in its tracks. Up until recently, most of the western world was going about its business without a care or thought. We had everything we wanted and needed – it was all on tap. Shops were crammed to capacity with goods, a few seconds’ online click guaranteed a next day delivery of whatever tickled your fancy. We took it for granted that we could go where we wanted, when we wanted, without restrictions. Money was poured into long-haul holidays, luxury weekends away, meals out, drinks in bars and pubs and clubs with our friends, trips to the country or the seaside. But this was rarely enough for a lot of people. Much wanted more! As soon as one need was satisfied, the next reared its head – greed generating more greed, lust for things and a sense of entitlement. We truly were the Me Brigade.
Instead of church, people chose to spend their Sundays worshipping the gods of retail or sport or leisure. God and church were fine for those that wanted them but not for the majority. In the short time that this virus has choked the world in its grip of terror, we have seen some light. Churches, forced to close their buildings, have delivered live services to potential audiences of thousands. People are being reached who would otherwise never have heard the Word.
We are all scared – of the present, the future, for our loved ones and for ourselves. We need comfort, and that comfort can be found in God. He is the one who created us and the world and He is the one who is in control.
So, I believe that God has forced this world to pause and think about its values and priorities. He may have chosen a very drastic way of doing it – I don’t dispute that! But He had to get our attention in a way that would work. He has slowed us right down and wants us to look to him for comfort and guidance. I firmly believe, as we enter the last days, He is trying to give as many people a chance as possible to turn to Him.
“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life” John 3:16
This is the most frequently quoted verse in the Bible, and with good reason. It offers salvation to all who will put their trust in Jesus, Son of God. For those who will admit they are sinners and need a saviour, Jesus will forgive your sins and guarantee you eternal life with his Father.
I turned to Jesus and accepted Him as my saviour about nine years ago. I fought this for a long time, wanting control of my own life. I needn’t have worried – my life is so much better with the comfort of Jesus. I have never looked back and my only regret is I didn’t do this sooner. I would hate for God not to be in my life and especially now.
My advice? Take your chance now – join God’s wonderful family. Now is the time! Keep safe, stay well and God bless.