If you were to ask anyone in my household right now, he or she might agree.
Everyone is going through major restructuring at their jobs, and no one is quite certain what that looks like.
So we're a bit tense at home right now. But it occurred to us last night that in a couple of weeks, everyone's routine will be vastly different than it was at the beginning of this month.
I'm not sure about you, but we thrive on routine and the occasional break from it. Developing a routine allows our tasks to run (somewhat) smoothly and provides the most productiveness for us.
So when that is shaken up, we tend to get a little shaken up - at least until we're able to understand what we're doing and mold out a new routine.
Such is our current definition of the worse of times. Now for the best.
Opportunities to learn and expand our skills into arenas we didn't think we could. New routines emerging from the old and giving us new experiences and new ways or looking at our day.
In a season for us when we're still singing Christ is Risen and will be for a few more weeks, when our minds are on "Behold, I am doing a new thing, now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?" (Isaiah 43:19), which follows with, "I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert," shouldn't we be excited that God takes old routines and "like a robe you will roll them up, like a garment
they will be changed." (Hebrews 1:12)
In faith, we are moving in that direction. For now, I think Dickens applies.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of
belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the
season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we
had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to
Heaven, we were all going direct the other way. (Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities)
Illustration by Christopher Gleason for "Staked!"
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