“Caring for the least of these” is still the kind of neighbor love that is called for, but what does that look like during a pandemic?
The truth is one day we will all die. COVID-19 is forcing us to ask how we will choose to live.
One way, at least, that I’ve experienced heaven in this last week or two has been to realize that there’s so much to worry about that I can’t afford to engage in that process much at all.. And so about a week ago, I just simply said “You know what? There’s way too much to worry about, therefore I’m just not going to worry.”
There is a unique danger of data wonkishness: putting so much stock in scientific abstractions that reality itself becomes invisible.
The difficulty of judging our need for physical distance can turn into something much worse: moral distance.
In the time of COVID-19 and physical distancing, how can we maintain our personal and spiritual connections?
One unique danger globalization poses is hypercoherence, or maladaptive syncing between independent parts of a complex system. With the rapid spread of the COVID-19 coronavirus around the world we’re seeing firsthand some of hypercoherence’s dangers.
I am going to be thankful as I face this epidemic, and prudent, and prayerful (for those who’ve lost loved ones and are struggling to catch their next breath).
Prayer is not a substitute for action. Rather, it is a preparation for it and often a summons to it.
Rituals transform social facts into physical realities, and so the coronavirus is forcing us to change, adapt, or maybe even lose some of those concrete and physical connections.