The Invisible

Death is a feared ultimate underside of our current fight against Coronavirus.

For weeks now, I’ve been seeing accounts of individuals not allowed to see or get near their loved ones dying from the virus.

One I saw in the news is a conversation of a single Mom saying goodbye to her young children through walkie-talkie. 

Another involved a Fil-American whose aged mother in the Philippines got sick of the virus and eventually died. 

All throughout the ordeal, she was not  allowed by the authorities to come home, both during her Mom’s hospitalization and death burial.

Coronavirus is banishing even death. In some areas or countries, death is invisible. 

There can be no way of knowing something has happened or someone has disappeared. Speaking of the ultimate “social distancing.”

As a man in his 40s once told his therapist,

“I feel as though my whole life was built on a frozen lake ... every once in awhile I think ‘This is ice I’m standing on and it’s melting.’ “

We come to terms with the reality. And we do our best to find a solution to this present existential threat and dread. 

After this experience is over, by God’s mercy and grace, people and the world is not going to be the same.

Changes may emerge. Such as, in the way we spend our time ... conduct our relationships and business ... and how we look at the future.

We heal our existence. We can choose to profitably learn the lessons. We can turn out better humans and souls.

“The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.” 
— 1 Corinthians 15:26