Look for God When God is Busiest

And hone your listening skills

A year of regimented mask wearing, food shopping only during “senior shopping hours” and social distancing. We are sure we could not get COID-19.

We book our COVID tests. We drag a few cotton swabs around our nasal passages. Simple. Painless. Within hours, results are in:

“POSITIVE!”

They ought to use words other than ‘Positive.” How about “Radioactive!” or “Danger, Will Robinson!” Nothing ‘positive’ about this. We have COVID. We phone our doctor.

‘Where is God?’ I wonder to myself as we both freak out that we have COVID, not just head colds.

God smiles at my rambling. God knows I’m not blaming the diagnosis on anyone, even God. But the Creator speaks through the clouds and it arrives as God’s typical still small voice.

Do your research. You have the telltale symptoms. So how would anyone find out if they have COVID? (Jeopardy theme song plays while God taps a finger to the rhythm of the tune.)

“COVID testing” I say to myself. (The congratulatory buzzer sounds.)

God shows up in the next phone call from the doctor.

“We’ve scheduled you both to receive monoclonal antibody treatments. This is a new treatment for people in the first few days of a ‘positive’ COVID diagnosis. If you wait longer than about a week after diagnosis, it won’t work.”

“Wow,” we say with gratitude. We would typically tough it out, waiting for the “cold” to run its course. (This would have led right to a chest tube and respirator.)

God showed up in our lives and arranged this medical intervention that most of the world cannot easily access. And we are not rich or famous.

God smiles again as I realize this.

God’s still small voice says, “Hold that thought!