What day is it? That’s a common question these days.

If you’re among those who are abiding by the Stay At Home order, most days have a certain sameness that perpetuates a mental dullness, unless you find things to differentiate the time. What do you do to keep the days from running together? I doubt any of you are ticking off the time with marks on the wall, as cartoons show prisoners doing.

Psalm 90:12 So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom. 13 Return, O LORD! How long? Have pity on your servants!

A couple of weeks ago, I started wondering about events in this Coronavirus timeline. I had forgotten when the White House implemented the “15 Days to Slow the Spread.” When was the first case in the U.S., and when was the first death? What about events in my own state of Alabama? As the realization about this pandemic began to seep into our consciousness, when did I really start to take it seriously?

I did a blog post on February 4, 2019, inspired by my vague awareness of the virus. That was pretty early in this Covid era. I called it “Are You A Carrier?” but it was really about Christians as carriers of the Kingdom and the Spirit of God. https://dottieloveladyrogers.com/2020/02/04/are-you-a-carrier/

The mitigation measures were systematically unfolded to the public over time. Imagine the panic it may have caused if everything were ordered at once. But this feels like the frog in the pot of water where the heat is turned up gradually.

Psalm 90:14  Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.  15  Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, and for as many years as we have seen evil.

I have kept a log for many years documenting events in my life alongside important current events. Although I haven’t been perfectly consistent with it, I have covered a lot of it. I’ve also tried, as time permits, to fill in some of the earlier years from my life. Looking at this information, side-by-side can be enlightening.

I had been lax, not filled in this log since mid-December 2019, so I’ve been catching up on the past four months. There’s lots of information on the web, identifying relevant Covid timelines and other current events. I’ve completed that up to today. I have also recreated significant events from my own life and of my family and friends.

It wasn’t that difficult. Calendars and schedules, e-mail, receipts and bank statements, social media clues, and other documentation helped me retrace my steps. In some cases, I used my “phone-a-friend” lifeline to clarify something I may have forgotten.

We don’t live in a vacuum. We respond to whatever is going on in our world in ways about which we may not be fully conscious. We may not be “of this world,” but we do live in it. In real-time, we don’t always comprehend the significance of events. Hindsight in 2020.

Our God is the God of history. His-story. He is fulfilling His purposes as He has always done through unfolding events. Yes, we have free will and make choices, both good and bad, but His ultimate sovereign will cannot be thwarted.

Psalm 90:16  Let your work be shown to your servants, and your glorious power to their children.  17  Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands upon us; yes, establish the work of our hands!

I don’t fully understand my attempts to carry on this log that documents my own life alongside the world’s events. I just feel like it’s important to me. I have very limited ability to affect anything of significance, but I can stay informed and pray for what I see. I can be a witness to His Word and His faithfulness in my life. He is present in my days and yours.

Psalm 90:1  Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations.  2  Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.

I’ve interspersed verses from Psalm 90, which is attributed to Moses. These are timeless words. But we live in unprecedented times. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

Shalom, Dottie