I don’t know about you, but I’ve had several “Chicken Little moments” since the COVID-19 virus changed our way of life.
You might remember “Chicken Little” from your childhood days. The abridged story goes something like this: Chicken Little merrily walks in the forest one day when an acorn falls from a tree and hits the top of her little head. Chicken Little decides in that moment that the sky is falling. And she races off … helter-skelter … to report the crisis to the King.
Along the way, Chicken Little encounters one friend after another, warning each of them that the sky is falling. Each friend then joins in the mad dash. There’s Henny Penny and Ducky Lucky, Turkey Lurkey and finally … Foxy Loxy – a very dangerous kind of friend if you’re a chicken or a duck or a turkey. Of course, Foxy Loxy invites them to his lair. And this is where various endings to the story diverge….
It’s only been a few months since a new word came on the scene: “coronavirus.” Add in all the other strange events happening around us, and it seems like “the sky is falling.” Only “the sky is falling” isn’t a fairy tale. It feels quite close to real. The outcome is unknown. And this in-between wilderness we’re in is troubling, life-changing, and unpredictable. A few months of this already feels like a lifetime. It feels like, well … 40 years in the wilderness.
The Hebrew people had their “the sky is falling” moments too. One of the biggies shows up in the 32nd chapter of Exodus, while God is busy etching a few guidelines into stone.
It seems that thriving in the wilderness isn’t so easy. I’ll see you online this Sunday!