Walking alone in this crisis we would despair if it were not for the love of God Who leads us. His wings of protection, they cover us, His love shines down upon us, and we are not alone. Sing a new song of rejoicing each day that we are alive despite the plague and the isolation and the fear that surrounds us. We will do what we can do, walk where we can walk, and wait upon the Lord to turn the tide of illness that pervades our land. Tomorrow the reality of days confined may set in and we may wonder "Where do we go from here?" But right now, we will remain at home, snuggled between the safety of reality and fear as we wait for the sweet release to venture out once more to laugh, to feast, to play and not worry about tomorrow.