From the Pastor's Pen
My blood pressure has come down in the past couple weeks. I check it twice a day to keep an eye on it, which is something that my primary care providers have been advising me to do for quite a few years. I’ve been living with hypertension since I was nineteen. That’s a big part of why I’m so attentive to running. I know what kind of long-term risks I live with, and I’m trying to minimize them.
But recently, my blood pressure has come down.
Now, y’all, I know that part of the cause of my high blood pressure has been genetic, but I also know that I struggle to handle stress well. When I talk about how we’re made of dust and aren’t built to handle stress and worry, about how it only gives us ulcers and headaches and knots in our shoulders and all manner of other ills, I know whereof I speak. I live this. I’ve transitioned from one unhealthy stress-internalizing mechanism to another every few years.
But recently, my blood pressure has come down.
Imagine that. During this unnerving forced period of pause, the background, stress-related causes of my hypertension have suddenly eased and my body is feeling the release.
I know I’m observing this from a place of privilege. In the short term, at least, my family’s financial stability isn’t threatened by this current social pause. I know there are folks who don’t have the same luxury. I know that a lot of people are simply out of work with no way to make ends meet, and it is my hope and prayer that they find some relief from their various debtors and commitments. Most of us are one lost paycheck away from bankruptcy even without a global health crisis.
But as much as we can, perhaps this is a time for us to step back and breathe. Inasmuch as we can practice social distancing and wash our hands, we have some control over how quickly COVID-19 spreads. Apart from that, we are essentially powerless.
And what we cannot control is not ours to try to control. It is not ours to worry about.
This is a time to practice letting go.
Let go of the stress. Let go of the worry. Let your body and soul and mind heal. Let the inward and spiritual focus of Lent continue on. It’s alright. This is still a time of sacrifice. It will be until the global pandemic is under control.
So remember Jesus’s recommendation: watch the flowers in the field that don’t panic when the winds and rain come, and don’t worry about what will happen when the sun rises again. They simply take in what comes their way today and let it transform them into something brilliant and beautiful.
Take this time in. Let it wash over you. When all this passes, as all things do, God will have brought us all through. If we’re truly attentive, God will have transformed us, and maybe something truly new and miraculous will await us on the other side.
Peace,
Brandon