I had much to write to you,

but I would rather

    not write with pen and ink.

I hope to see you soon,

and we will talk

               face to face.

             3 John 1. 13-14

(And if John did not

   have to resort to writing

   due to separation, exile

          and afflictions,

we would not have

   his letters and books.

Little did he know

how God would use

     this inconvenience

            of being apart.

Little do we know

  how God is impacting others

through what we only see

as the hardship and

        isolation of pandemic.

God is with us.

Our circumstances

              are never random,

   never beyond what God

                      can use.

Our vision is always

              way too short.)

O LORD,

Keep us faithful

in sowing Your Word,

Your grace and love

                and mercy,

despite difficulty

               and dismay.

It is not that You will use this,

    but You are already working

in more dimensions

   that we can ever know.

Bear through us

         all kinds of fruit,

that which will come after us,

that which sustain others,

that which we can see

         to encourage us.

Bear Your imprint

                through us

by helping us to approach

   this day differently

because we know You.

Nothing but nothing

goes to waste

           for Your glory.