We all know that the world is experiencing a pandemic. Where I live, the streets are quiet, and when I walk to the grocery store, I walk carefully around other people, and they do the same to me. It’s like we don’t like each other. We know the virus is dangerous; people are sick and dying.
The world is also starting to learn the dangerous cure. We are closing down the world economy, to stop a virus, and this therapy could kill the patient. I knew a man, years ago, who was diagnosed with cancer. His condition was treatable, and he responded well and started to get better, and then the doctors gave him the bad news. The chemo treatment was killing him; he could recover from the cancer, but he would die from the cure. Either way, he was going to die.
This was terrible news for him, and for friends like me. The doctors admitted him to a palliative ward, and kept him comfortable, while he died. His hospital was close to my work, so I would buy him newspapers and visit him on lunch breaks. I am a Christian, and I prayed for him, but this was one of those ‘What else am I going to do?’ problems. After a few months, he died from his illness; and I still remember him as a friend.
And now back to the pandemic. We are creating an economic collapse to save ourselves from a virus. Can the patient survive?
If you have a job now, you might need a new one soon.
This is harsh reality, and it’s ‘where the rubber meets the road’ for believers. I never liked that rubber meets road’ expression, but it fits what we are living through now.
Do we trust God? Do we believe that God can send an answer to this virus pandemic? Do we also believe that God has an answer for the economic collapse? If we don’t believe, we are not believers. No one said this was easy.
The religious words are easy to say, but life is getting serious:
“Those who know your name trust in you, for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you.” Psalm 9: 10
If it helps, I desperately needed a job once. I was a student in a Bible College and Seminary, and it turns out, you have to pay tuition in those schools. After one year, I came home to my parent’s house, and I was completely broke. If my parents hadn’t fed me, I could have starved.
I was supposed to pray about this, and trust God, but my prayers sounded more like whining. I said things like “OK, if I don’t get enough money, I’m not going back there.” When I searched, summer jobs were hard to find, and I started thinking I was never going back. The summer job finally happened through a government employment centre; kind of a last resort place. I got a low paying job unloading box cars in a warehouse.
The pay was low, but the days were long, with overtime, and I put all my pay cheques in the bank. I was so tired and hungry after work, that I didn’t have time to spend the money. I will skip the details, but the summer flew by, and then, one afternoon, my warehouse boss talked to me privately. He said “Let’s both agree that you don’t work here anymore.” I did not agree. I think he did not want a worker who would quit and go back to school in September. Suddenly, I was unemployed again. So much for Bible College.
I took my final pay cheque to the bank, and started thinking about my future, but first I counted my money. It seemed strange, but according to the bank statement, I had all the money I needed for tuition, books, room and board, and spending money, for the next year of school. This was a surprise to me. As a bonus, a ‘Mission’ that worked in the inner city had a free summer camp for boys at the end of the summer, and they needed a camp counsellor and a bus driver; and that was me. That’s a story for another time, but it was a hilarious end to my summer of troubles.
Also, that warehouse job was only enough to pay what I needed, and not enough to injure me. My boss had good timing.
God even answers whiny prayers.
I hope your future does not include toting boxes in a warehouse, unless that works for you. I was young and fit at the time. I do hope your future includes all the resources to keep you and your family well. We are living in interesting times.
Therefore, I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life. (Mathew 6: 25 to 27)