Hi all. A big thank you to those of you on the prayer email line that prayed for my family and me. I’m grateful to have a place to go to request prayer!
Since my last Amy’s World post, my family and I came down with Covid-19. Sadly, many in our church came down sick. I wanted to share our experience with you.
I felt a tickle in my throat, no more than a dryness that I couldn’t clear away on a Wednesday morning. By that evening I knew I was sick. I went to bed with the headache and fatigue, but I woke in the night to extreme chills that chattered my jaw. I had a low grade fever for only a day while I rode the couch and bed. With getting sick the days were weird. One day I felt I was 75% better and the next I’d be knocked down again. It became discouraging a couple of the days, but I kept reminding myself that it could be way worse.
While enduring this, each day I’d hear of another and another in the church who were sick and had tested positive as well. It became frightening at times, but I had to remember, my God is bigger. I also reminded myself that they were most likely experiencing the same symptoms as me and that I have been sicker than this covid and we would all be ok.
But my good friend and mentor, Sue, or Sister Fisher to many, did not make it. She was 66 yrs old. She suffered with lupus and a muscle disease for many years. I’ve seen her fight and beat pneumonia before. I’ve seen her fight bouts of dehydration leading to hospitalization and win.
She was sick with covid for a week and half, give or take a day, when the shortness of breath sent her to the hospital. She died a week later. Man does it hurt. She was a good mentor to me for many years. When I first got saved, she helped me so many times.
She’s been gone almost two weeks now. And it still hurts. She was a friend to me. We shared recipes, we swaped favors, and told each other secrets. I learned many life lessons from her life and her stories she would share.
Now she’s gone. Our church is on the mend. Everyone is out of quarantine and getting on with their lives. Wanting to put the whole thing behind them.
I’m starting to hear little comments like, “Why did your church open so early?” “Weren’t you all wearing masks?” “Well now you know how dangerous this thing is.”
My answer in a nutshell…we all know the risks each time we leave our homes and go to the store, or the dentist, or our jobs. There’s nowhere to point the finger. But then again, man has been pointing a finger at God blaming Him where blame isn’t due. So why not look at the church during this time, and put the whole blame on one individual institution?
My answer is, I’m going to keep on serving God. Attending church is the ultimate help I need to achieve my goal of serving Him. If you can go to Walmart and buy yourself a steak, then you can go to church and be fed your daily bread as well. Just sayin…
I feel at times, a relief. We got the virus, it wasn’t that bad. We made it through. Now we don’t have to fear it so much and we have antibodies…I hope.
