Jesus said, “If you only have faith the size of a mustard seed, you can tell this mountain to go throw itself in the sea and it will.”
Mountains are bigger than microbes.
If Jesus intended us to have no fear of the mountains we have to climb, he certainly intends us to have no fear of the microbes we have to kill. In this season of exhausting inactivity, the kind of boredom that William Blake called “rage spread thin,” Jesus is working out a kind of exercise of faith in we who believe. Just like floor exercises in which the muscles are strained by maintaining a position and standing still, there is a kind of intense workout that Jesus is doing in our hearts right now. Stretch and hold it until your core quivers, and when you’re done, you will have muscles that weren’t there before.
In the patience of this moment, God is building:
Hearts that fear him alone
Minds that don’t worry
Lives lived on mission rather than in self-satisfaction, and
Prayers that are powerful
We are not victims in this moment any more than an athlete is a victim of the gym. Have faith. Don’t be afraid.