The Unclad Soul

If there was a Jordan River nearby today, where Naaman’s leprosy was washed away. If we were blind Bartimaeus begging for help, when Jesus passed by and healed him himself. If all the mysteries and ministries of the present and past, could undo the virus and bring us wellness at last. Then the world would sigh a breath of relief, and people everywhere could manage the weight of their grief. But the miracles now are in the hands of the few, physicians and experts still looking for clues. These are the champions day in and day out, who stay in the fight and work through the doubts. It’s not a time for grandstanding and political games, or egos of glory and small minds with no shame. The virus is real and the numbers are people, and the fears are giants and the consequences lethal. We cannot despair and we cannot give in, we must trust the science for the virus to end. And while we are waiting in a time so distressing, we have to remain calm while the professio