Slowdown, down, down. There.

As winter approaches, bears enter stasis, eat until they’re fat, then hibernate.

I saw this recently: The aliens are using quarantine to fatten us up before they come to eat us.

The opposite of stasis is life. To not be in stasis is to have disequilibrium, imbalance, unevenness, inequity.

That’s life.

Life is not fair, equal, predictable, or static. To live is to change, grow, morph, experience. It is to succeed, fail, see, stumble. To wonder, ask, think—and find no answer.

Candidly, life is not going back to normal pre-virus. To hope for this is denial, wishful thinking.

The anchor you desire is not now. It is not government. Not the CDC, not a vaccine, and not the mania in the media.

Scripture speaks of “an anchor of the soul.” It declares this is Jesus Christ and states bluntly, the hope we have in our souls is “sure and steadfast.”

Stasis is tempting, but it’s not life.

Life is a raucous proposition. Embrace the ride and anchor your soul with hope in Christ.