It continues to be the season of Easter in our church, in our faith.
It is a different Easter Season for me this year. I find myself wondering if we are indeed in the Easter Season. The last time I was able to attend Mass, it was Lent. The last time I was able to gather with community and pray, it was Lent. Then came Covid-19 and the isolation. The doors of our churches have closed and I was left in the empty space of alone and darkness of community.
I have been praying alone each day to various web Masses, prayer experiences and gatherings. It is fine, but it is not the community I long for, I love, I need.
It had been difficult for my spiritual being, my mind and my soul to recognize the time of our faith journey in which we are living. I have been struggling to embrace the Alleluia of Easter.
I find myself considering the cold and darkness in the bleakness of Covid-19. More than ever before, I need the warmth of Christ’s love. I long for the fire of faith to burn in my heart.
So as we stay apart, I, with intention, continue to draw near. I strive to focus time each day to prayer, to worship, to community.
It is a difficult time. It is also a time to see the fire of Christ, in spite of the darkness Covid-19 tries to cast upon our lives.