By: Gabriela Yareliz
My Fitbit thinks I am dead. I haven’t charged it since we started this shelter in place. I log in my daily exercise, into the app, but I haven’t charged it because let’s face it, I am not taking a lot of steps. It’s me going from my desk to refill my tea cup. Extra steps if I decide to froth the oat milk.
The city keeps telling us this may be getting better but to stay in because we may see the worst days this week. There is a strange dread that lingers in the back of the mind.
Today, I found myself singing a really good song that I later realized I made up, and yet I knew all the words to it. Quarantine is maddening.
My love recommended a great podcast, WeCrashed by Wondery, on the fall of WeWork. If you appreciate a close examination of bullsh*t and greed, I highly recommend. I love studying human behavior. It’s a seven-part series, and I am already on episode 4. Devouring it, like these mini breadstick snacks I got. My snack game is strong.
Last night, I watched a Mosaic church Q&A. One of my favorite responses was when Erwin McManus said, “Don’t pursue or follow Christianity— be a follower of Jesus.” I loved that so much. That’s how I have personally described my own spiritual journey. There is only one person to follow. Jesus.
Something that was very evident in the Q&A on Zoom is that we are all on a spiritual journey seeking answers. These times are tough, but God is always redirecting our attention toward Him.