Prayer for a Pandemic
May we who are merely inconvenienced remember those whose lives are at stake.
May we who have no risk factors remember those most vulnerable.
May we who have the luxury of working from home remember those who must choose between preserving their health or making their rent.
May we who have the flexibility to care for our children when their schools close, remembering those that have no options.
May we who have to cancel our trips remember those who have no safe place to go.
May we are losing our margin money in the tumult of the economic market remember those who have no margin at all.
May we who settle in for a quarantine at home remember those who have no home.
As fear grips our country, let us choose love during this time when we cannot physically wrap our arms around each other, let us yet find ways to be the loving embrace of God to our neighbour.
Written by Cameron Wiggins Bellm
A Reflective Poem for the Current Times
And the people stayed at home. And read books, and listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being, and were still.
And listened more deeply. Some meditated, some prayed, some danced.
Some met their shadows.
And the people began to think differently. And the people healed. And in the absence of people living in ignorant, dangerous, mindless and heartless ways, the earth began to heal.
And when the danger passed, and the people joined together again, they grieved their losses, and made new choices, and dreamed new images, and create new ways to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been healed.
Written by Kitty O’Meara
Imagine if Dr Seuss were alive today, he might write something like this:
The buildings were big and people would smile
And travel they would mile by mile
But sick they became, in numbers it grew
Businesses worried, and communities too.
Things stopped for a bit, the world slowed its roll
The virus had certainly taken its toll.
But what they then saw from slowing things down.
Is in fact they now had less reasons to frown.
Families now gathered, what game shall we play?
Pass me the blue crayon, give mummy the grey.
Dad’s home guys! He’ll read us a book.
Then all of us together will cook.
The lungs of the planet caught a small break.
Less travel meant less pollution to make.
People did realise they’d all be ok.
They don’t need much so much to get through the day.
Maybe this virus that caused so much stress
Showed the whole world that more can mean less.
Written by Anonymous, Inspired by Dr Seuss
And now another anonymous reflection on online teaching, again based on Dr Seuss style rhyme!
I will teach you in a room.
I will teach you now on Zoom.
I will teach you when your house.
I will teach you with a mouse.
I will teach you here and there.
I will teach you because I care.
So just do your very best.
And do not worry about the rest.