Conversations

Dear Saints,

In now, month (7!) of Pandemic life, I want to share an experience with you, in case it’s helpful. It was for me. I had a Dr’s appointment. It wasn’t an appointment for nothing, but I hoped it wasn’t anything.

After checking in, I sat down, and waited my turn.

In they came.

An elderly couple. Either of them could barely walk. He had a cane but could have used a walker. She was ambulating under her own steam but looked like the wind could blow her over. They checked in and sat down, 6-8 feet away.

They started to converse. As you all know, conversations in a Dr’s office are rather audible and this was no exception. They weren’t particularly loud but they were clearly discussing something.

I tried to go back to my meditative/prayer practices, closing my eyes, paying attention to my breathing…but they kept at it.  Because there were just the three of us, it was next to impossible to shut out the conversation. They were spirited for sure and likely unaware I could hear them.

They weren’t discussing the appointment, potential maladies/diagnoses or current symptoms. Nor were they discussing an article in a magazine, complaints about transportation, aches and pains, or what the Dr. might say.

I was actually in amazement because…I was sorting out most all of those things in my head, as I waited for the Dr. visit.

While I was “spinning plates” for all of my concerns about my Dr. visit, they were spending their time… wait for it…Trying to figure out… how to sign on to the local WIFI while they were in the Dr’s office! Hilarious.

10 years ago (ish) we were just getting smart phones and our parents and grand parents were just learning how to use (and answer) flip phones. We all thought that the technology would leave a gap between us and the previous generations. First it was cell phones but then older adults started getting them. Then it was texting and they learned how to do that. Then Facebook showed up (because it was the only way people could see their kids and grands). Then came Facetime. And then InstaGram, TikTok and Zoom.

Friends, if 80 and 90 and 100 year old’s can adjust to the times (and the technology) we find ourselves in, then we can too.

We are having to adjust and endure times that we never knew were possible. We are having to adjust and endure times that we have no frame of reference for, no training for, no solutions for.

Yet, this is where we are. We can sit and worry and wonder and disaster-ize, or we can get about living, adjusting and re-tooling so that we can enjoy and appreciate the gifts God gives us, even in the midst of the unpleasant, the unpredictable and the unknowing.

Seeking God’s conversations with you,

Jen