Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is?

I think there’s a song with this name. I couldn’t tell you for sure, and I certainly couldn’t hum few bars. But this phrase creeps into my mind again and again this year.

When I wake in the morning, my first thoughts are anchoring, as I establish what day it is and what, if any, commitments I have. I often stumble as the days seem to run together. What day is it, anyway? Sometimes I get it wrong and it takes a while for me to figure it out.

With fewer commitments and opportunities to take me out of the house, one would think I’d be on top of things. Instead, I often feel overwhelmed. I hunger for routine; without it I flounder. Day after day of uncertainty does not contribute positively to my mental health.

Ironically, I’ve given more thought to my mental health (or lack thereof) this year than I have for ages, and yet the health part of it remains elusive. I know I am not alone in this fog and, in that, I find a measure of comfort. There are companions in this darkness.

I recoil from pat answers that clang like cymbals and find foreign those who have all the right answers. I find comfort with kindreds who, like me, have far more questions. Companions, as I said, in the darkness that descended this year.

And so another day begins and I wish I could stop writing about the pandemic and the fog and the floundering, but I can’t seem to. So I drop anchor.

Today is Thursday, the third of December in the first week of Advent in the thirty-eighth week since the pandemic was declared. Does anybody really know what time it is?

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Like you, I struggle for a wholesome mindset each day. Yesterday I found some lyrics and melody that speak of the Lord’s presence:

  2. A classic Chicago song from the 70s. Worth a listen on YouTube. Tried to send it to you.
    I am in awe of how you are so comfortable with sharing authentically. I am finding it hard to share with even close friends, let alone on my blog which I am allowing to languish. Maybe l’ll give it a go. Thank you Linda.

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