“Dear Chelsea, your thoughts of me are very precious. I hope when you think of me you pray for me. I am so glad I got to see Anna when I did, this distancing seems to be a long term event. But I’m in awe that I’ve witnessed a miracle of God. He has gotten the attention of the whole world at one time! And we have a great opportunity in our sheltering to spend more time with Him. I like the term sheltering more than isolation. Sheltering has a sense of safety. The Bible mentions sheltering under His wings, whereas isolation seems to carry a sense of punishment and loneliness. I admit it took me weeks before I began to feel this way. But now I am more aware of just me and Jesus today.” This is part of a letter sent to me by a dear friend on May 12, 2020.
What a perspective.
Sheltering doesn’t always mean isolation.
Hiddenness doesn’t always mean rejection.
Maybe it comes down to your lean. Do you lean into the scarcity mindset or the abundant one? The glass half empty or full?
Maybe it ultimately comes down to trust. To vision.
Can I trust that when God hides me, when He isolates me, it could be for shelter?
Can I trust that when I’m invited in the dark place of His wing, I don’t kick and scream but relish it?
Maybe it takes a weeks in a season before we see it, but may we all eventually, and in subsequent seasons, more quickly arrive at ‘just me and Jesus’ opportunities. And call them good. And know we’re being loved.