The Lockdown Hussle

 

 

Over a year in different degrees of lockdown, 

I think I’m Fine! 

 

The Lockdown Hussle

Over this last year, I am mindful of the changing world we live in. The extra demands on our families, homes, social, and work responsibilities have put tremendous stress on our lives. Looking for ways to relieve the stress, we try to find hope, and strength amid the turmoil.

In Canada, we crossed our one-year mark on March 1, 2021. I did alright in the first 3 months, but as the lockdown continued, I became more stressed, isolated, and sad. The rules continued to change from week to week, leaving us unsure when it will end. Have you experienced lockdown fatigue in the ever-changing rules and regulations?

I have grieved all the family gatherings I have missed and vacations that were canceled, and the hugs from family and friends. I am a hugger and miss a real genuine hug. Somehow the fist bump doesn’t work for me.

When I would sit down to write this last year, I felt like nothing was funny anymore. The delight of laughter seemed to be gone. In my mind, I thought it was better not to write anything than to discourage people.

I’m ashamed to say some days, I felt like things were hopeless. And believing God has created us to enjoy each other’s company, to love and laugh together, and to encouraging and hold our families and friends close.

Reading this story a while back, my heart was touched. It changed my perspective about my unhappiness and complaining spirit because of the lockdown. I hope you like it.

I had a middle school student who was just coming unraveled in every way today. He walked up to me and said, Today just is not so good.

 

I looked him in the eye and said, Can I give you a 1-minute hug? He shrugged and said; I guess.

 

I said you must commit for an entire minute. Can you do that? He said I guess.

 

So the hug began. At 20 seconds I (always watch the clock) he whispered, Why 1-minute? I whispered back, so my heart can talk to yours.

 

By 30 seconds his squeeze tightened and by 45 seconds his head was on my shoulder. At 60 seconds I said, you made it. He did not move. 10 more seconds passed I said, it is time.

 

He said: Thanks for talking to my heart, looked me in the eye, and half-smiled.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring… but today, that child knew love… if for 70 seconds. author unknown

By the time I had finished this story, I was weeping it touched my heart. I think God feels the same about us, God wants us to know we are loved too in the same way. 

Even with problems I do not understand, nothing I struggle with is beyond God’s concern. Having God’s presence in my life, I can rejoice in the eternal hope he has given me. A life journey that he walks with me, and he never leaves me alone.

My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.

He will guard and guide me, never letting me stumble or fall.

God is my keeper; he will never forget nor ignore me

Psalm 121: 2 & 3

Thank you, Father, for your love and understanding through all my struggles and for comforting me with your loving care and safety through the lockdown. Help me share your peace, hope, and eternal love with others. I Love you, Lord.

I am sending each of you a virtual 1-minute hug. And then give it away.

Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me.
 I love you all and am praying. Have a wonderful week, keep Smiling!  
 
HUGS,
Lovingly, Karan

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is one comment on “The Lockdown Hussle

  • Karyn Ironside Tateson

    Dear Karan, your post touched me deeply. The unpredictability and the endlessness of it all is what gets me, not to mention some of the illogical decrees. I would hug you and hang on for two full minutes and maybe more if I could! Thank you for sharing your heart, for putting into words what I am feeling. The song, "No, never alone, no, never alone He promised never to leave me, never to leave me alone" lodges in my heart and sometimes slips up my throat so that I can sing it on the bad days. That is the comfort and the promise that we are connected by these days. If He is with you and He is with me, we are not that far apart! Much love to you, my dear, beautiful, encourager.

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  • You Are Like our Mother!

     

     

     

    You are Like Your Mother!

    Throughout my life, people would often say, “You are like your mother” and I would cringe. Those were not the words I wanted to hear. I wanted to be a supermom – you know, the woman that did and had it all. I would be organized, clever, and smart about life – no traumatic crisis for me.

    My mother came from a harsh background. From my perspective, she spent her life trying to work through the difficulties she encountered as a child. She strived to be understanding and kind towards others and, unlike her parents, she achieved her goal. Even though there were painful personal and emotional struggles, as well as great highs, my mother was always optimistic. Her motto was: “Tomorrow’s a brand-new day.”

    Although we were poor, I can’t say that we ever thought we were. My mother worked hard to put a roof over our heads and food on the table, never giving up or expecting handouts. We always had enough and when we outgrew our shoes and clothing, she made sure we had something new to replace the old. Reflecting on my childhood, I realized she went without so my sisters and I would have more opportunities and a few extras.

    My mother, Francis, had so many wonderful characteristics. She loved a good deal, so thrift shops, garage sales, and flea markets were thrilling, and she was skilled at discovering the ultimate bargain. She also loved her flowerbeds and gardening much better than house cleaning and often said she felt closer to God outdoors.

    Inside she loved reading books, sewing, and listening to the radio. Wherever she went she had many bags of good deals, a plethora of interesting books she checked out at the library, and Christian broadcasting blaring from her radio.

    In her daily life, we knew mother loved us and loved God too. She trusted Him, leaned on Him, and believed His promises would sustain her. She taught us daily about God’s grace, forgiveness, and love. We could see through her life how God faithfully protected and cared for our needs. The wonderful memories of my dear mother are worth far more than silver and gold.

    Now when I hear “You are like your mom,” I say thank you. Following my mother’s legacy, I pray that my children will know how much I love them and see the light of God’s love in my life.  ©

    I am humbled and quiet in your presence. Like a contented child who rests on its mother’s lap,

    I’m your resting child and my soul is content in you. 

    Psalm 139:13 TPT

    Dear friends, thank you for sharing your time with me.

    In this season of reflecting on our mothers and what it means to be a mother,

    please share a special memory of your mother in the comments below.

    Happy Mother’s Day! 

    Lovingly, Karan

     

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  • Karyn

    My mum was such a dynamo. Everything she did, she did with her whole heart. At our little boarding school we used to have "Fancy dress day" on the school's birthday. There were many clowns, princesses, pirates, etc. The first year we were at the school my mum decided to do a play on where we were from in this British school environment. My sister was dressed as a big can of maple syrup and I was dressed as a snake. An adder. Can-Ada. We won first prize and the entire fancy dress culture of the school was forever changed!

  • Geri

    My mother has passed on. How I wish I had spent more time with her, benefiting from her wisdom. She could teach me so much!

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  • He Is Alive!

    He Is Alive!

     

     

    Dear Friends,

    I am checking in to see how you all are doing? I have been praying for you and your families as we celebrate the Easter Weekend. Be safe.

    I’m going into my fourth week of lockdown.  I live in an eight-unit senior apartment;
    however, we rarely leave our apartments because as you know mature people need to be careful. Funny, I don’t feel all that mature. Lol.

    In the last few weeks, I have cleaned cabinets, washed clothes, cleaned closets and shredded bags of papers and old files.

    I’ve been working on all the things I have put off for years because  I didn’t have time. Now I have nothing but time!

    The world today is challenging and complex. With extra demands in our homes, families, and work, we face many difficulties. We search for hope, peace, and strength among the isolation we find ourselves in. 

    In all the uncertainties of life, the awareness of having a personal relationship with God has given me great peace.

    I, too, am anxious about all the unknowns, but in those moments, God calms my heart and gives me the courage to keep moving forward. He is the same today as He was yesterday.

    The same God, who settled the storms and healed the sick so many generations ago, lives today.  A living God who can be relied on today. He is everything I need.

    Because I know the creator of life and believe in Him, I can count on Him even when I am afraid. I have a God who holds my life and my loved ones in His hands. I think he is better at handling the details of my life, don’t you agree?

    When I look back on the life God has given me, my family, how can I not trust Him? I am blessed with God’s incredible protection, love, and forgiveness. Today, I choose you, Lord, and I trust you for my future because of who you are, not my circumstances. I love you, Lord. ©

    18 So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the            things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.  2 Corinthians 4:18 (NLT)

    Nothing Can Separate Us from God’s Love   28 We know that all things work together for the good of those who love God—those whom he has called according to his plan.  Romans 8:28 (GW)

     

    Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me.
     I love you all and am praying. 

    Have a wonderful Easter Weekend, Be Safe
     
    HUGS,
    Lovingly, Karan

     

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  • Frieda

    Thanks for the encouragement!

  • Janet cordes

    Thank you old friend glad to hear you are well I think about you often and Lyle too. Happy Easter

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  • The Messy Look

     

    Sorry I couldn’t resist this one!

     

    The Messy Look

    I stopped at Costco to pick up a few staples and as I wandered up and down the aisles, I became aware of a man who was staring at me. “I like your hair, he said.  “I know what it’s called, it’s a messy bun.”

    I felt suddenly self-conscious and thought the messy look was not what I was aiming for. He then explained he had seen a young woman with the same hairdo, and she told him it a messy bun.   I thanked him for his comment, but in my heart, I was feeling insecure about my thinning hair.

    Last year when I returned from a vacation in California, I was so overwhelmed and fatigued and unable to get enough sleep. Along with sleeping problems, I noticed a large amount of hair falling-out. After visiting my doctor and tests taken, he confirmed it was Lupus.

    During the time it took to find the right medication, I watched my hair go from a ponytail to a miniature tuft.  Seeing the balding and thinning at the sides and back of my head was traumatic.

    I now spend time searching the web and watching YouTube videos on how to find a good wig, extensions or a great hat. Lol

    After I left Costco, I reflected on my hair problem. The thought of people looking at my missing hair had made me anxious and fearful when in reality no one likely noticed. My insecurity became so severe I didn’t want to go anywhere or see people and I just stayed home and felt sorry for me.

    And then, at my lowest moment, someone mentioned they admired my hairstyle. Thank you, Lord. You knew just what I needed, a new perspective! God delivered a gift at Costco that afternoon.

    For almost a year, I put so much emphasis on this problem and it robbed me of joy. I am so thankful God is gentle in leading us to consider new perspectives when we lose our way.

    God uses the old, the broken and the messy lives of ordinary people to show us His great love and compassion.  How many times have I believed the sting of Satan’s lies? “Telling me I am unworthy and not good enough to serve a Holy God. The lies we believe take our joy and confidence, so we stay home.”

    What are the lies that you believe that steals your joy?

    Should we hide in shame from God? He is the one who knows us best and will always love us?

    I am so glad God uses ordinary, broken and hurting people to share His Good News and love to a broken and hurting world.

    Philippians 4:13      For I can do everything through Christ who gives me strength

    Jeremiah 1:7    Don’t be afraid of the people, for I, the Lord, will be with you and see you through.”

    Father, help me stand with open hands before you, surrendering to your will. I want my ordinary life to be extraordinary for you.©

    Do you ever feel you are too old, too broken, flawed or wounded to be usable to God? Do you think it’s too late for you?     I would love to connect, let me hear your thoughts.

    Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me.
    I love you all and am praying. 

     God loves you,

    Lovingly, Karan

     

     

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  • Karen

    You are a special woman of God !! Beautiful inside and out You have brought so much joy and hope to our family We love you 💞 And as for the lies Satan tells us God is showing me the truth and helping me “take every thought captive “ Love you and praying for you too

  • Karyn

    YOU are totally gorgeous, and it has very little to do with your hair. Your beautiful face, the way you really listen to people, your sassy can-do attitude, your laugh, your wisdom, your gentle spirit... None of that has changed. I do hope you are feeling better; thank you for this post and for the great encouragement you always provide.

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  • A Joyful Noise?

     

     

     

    A Joyful Noise?

    I am not a good singer, and I am self-conscience of my voice. But that doesn’t keep me from singing because I do love to sing. After all the Bible says in Psalm 66:1, “Make a joyful noise unto God, all the earth.” I always think God must have included that verse for me!

    They say, “Music washes from the soul the dust of everyday life.” I believe those words. There have been times of sorrow, depression, and sadness in which I found it hard to keep my mind and heart from constantly dwelling on them.

    I’ve often said,” It’s a long way between my head and my heart.” When we don’t understand our circumstances and find ourselves in hard places, we often want to rely on our knowledge, experience, and know-how to make everything better. But in our hearts, we feel afraid, worried and confused.

    There have been times in these last few years that my head knows all the Bible verses and promises from God’s word, as well as all the praise and worship songs. But my heart still says, why? Have you ever had those feelings??

    I have found over the years when I listen to music it lifts my spirits. It is something that gives me energy and joy when I can turn up the volume and sing as loud as I want. I have found the car is a perfect place for my personal concerts also.

    17 I will thank the Lord because he is just;

        I will sing praise to the name of the Lord Most High.   Psalm 7:17  

    2 I will be filled with joy because of you.

        I will sing praises to your name, O Most High.  Psalm 9:2 

    Being able to sing lifts my spirit and helps me to delight in the love and care of God. Singing also reminds me there is no problem or circumstance that is too hard for Him. When I am singing my heart and head are one and at peace with Him.©   Are their any singers out there?

    Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me.
    Happy Valentines Day!
     I love you all and am praying. 
    HUGS,
    Lovingly, Karan

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  • Anne Denmark

    Thanks for this Valentine Karen. I am one that needs to sing more.

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