GUIDING LIGHT

A long, dark drive in the pounding rain... and a gift from the heavens

- KAREN PILGREEN

Stuck in the house, I was struggling to find productive ways to spend my time. The Covid-19 pandemic had kept me inside for so long already, and there was no end in sight. Fear and worry could get the better of me in a swirl of unknowing, with so much completely out of my control. What could I do today to keep myself grounded?

If looking toward the future proved too much for right now, I’d look to the past. Perhaps this was the “rainy day” I’d been waiting for to get to that genealogy research I was interested in. I pulled out the boxes of family documents I’d saved and dragged them to the kitchen table. Lord, let this be my answer just for today.

First, I had to get organized. As I made separate piles for birth certificates, photographs, letters, I came upon a birthday card from my Grandma Webb, the last one she had sent me. Grandma was an inveterate letter writer, never forgetting a holiday or a milestone, and I couldn’t resist getting ahead of my organizing to read what she’d said in this one: “Never forget that God has a plan for all of us.”