I’m sitting with a cup of tea from my favorite store in Chelsea Market in NYC in my hand. It’s in one of my favorite mugs with one of my favorite verses from Psalm 30:5 written on it. “Weeping comes for the night, but joy comes with the morning.” I need that reminder right now,

I just finished doing my nightly Facebook prayer live. It is such a gift to gather. As each name popped onto my screen, I found such joy in knowing we weren’t together physically but virtually. Each person connected through time and space; a weaving together of community.

It is a weird time to be a leader in the church. It is an even stranger time to be starting a new call. Yet I care so deeply for my flock already. I want to keep everyone safe.

These virtual gatherings are such a gift. A time of knowing that we are not alone. A time of caring for one another. A time of gathering over virtual coffee.

It gives me peace in the midst of this scary and uncertain time. I’m not sure how long this night will last. But I do know that joy, joy will indeed come again. I’m clinging to that promise tonight!