Midst efforts to resolve a
viral pandemic
Causing global illness and
death epidemic
As we process the merits
of our heartfelt fears
Mixed with worry, doubt,
dread, anger, and sometimes tears
Let’s not forget about the
virgin who conceived
A child sent from God, so
our sins could be relieved.
As we shelter in our
places of seclusion
Where once welcomed visits
are now an intrusion
As we inhale and exhale
covered by our mask
While simple routines are
now a cumbersome task
Let’s recall that to the virgin
a child was born
Who would bring hope, joy,
and peace to a world forlorn
When six feet apart
striving for social distance
Has become the new normal
of our existence
When our multiple efforts
of sanitation
Instigates within us constant
aggravation
Visit the manger, see Joseph
and his betrothed
Gaze upon the child who in
swaddling rags was clothed
When the news of more COVID
cases scours the land
When the ones who govern hand
down a new demand
When after each encounter
we wash our hands clean
As we hope and pray each
day for a new vaccine
Listen to the voices of
the angelic throng
Announcing the Messiah’s presence
in their song
As new stipulations create
family strain
And events occur causing
economic pain
When we come in close contact
with those infected
Then obey rules of quarantine
as directed
Let’s treasure the glorious
news of a savior
Who came to remedy our sinful behavior
When we grieve a cherished
friend or loved one who dies
And we can’t properly
gather to say goodbyes
When we want to weep and
give each other a hug
But we are restricted to a
stare and a shrug
Let’s join the angels in
praising the Prince of Peace
For in His grace and mercy
we will find release
When each retail store bears
the sign “masks are required”
And every adventure makes
us tense and tired
When we learn that someone
had a positive test
And we retreat to our
homes for much needed rest
Let’s treasure Jesus, ponder
His truth in our heart
With fresh faith in Him
tomorrow a new day start
Midst our expressed concerns
about the world’s future
Worrying that the wounds
are too deep to suture
When mental anguish and
fear are out of control
When encouraging words lack
power to console
Recall that our purpose is
to give Christ glory
And our mission is to
propagate His story
