So much has happened in the world and in my own life since I wrote today’s devotion. My husband and I relocated thousands of miles from the northern woods of Michigan to sunny Central Florida. We arrived at our new home just eight months before the dreadful COVID-19 virus appeared in our country, changing life in ways we could never have imagined. The subsequent lockdown, restrictions, and health mandates created an entirely new cultural landscape—one we’ve had to learn to navigate as a society.
In the midst of it all this change, however, the Lord and his people have remained my constant. My new church home has been very welcoming, and I have been plugged in to the weekly virtual services. I keep up with my writing, having published a book in July about finding solace after loss, and writing for The Upper Room Disciplines 2021.
I’ve had my struggles; we missed out on a family reunion in Michigan and a trip to Germany to meet my junior high school pen pal for the first time—both of which had to be cancelled because of the pandemic. It’s been a time of uncomfortable stretching, of my faith, my patience, and my ability to stay hopeful. Toward that end, I have written a “Pandemic Survival Guide” for Christians, which you can find here on my website: https://devonnarallisonauthor.com/blog-2/. You can also learn more about my book here.
Through it all, I have clung to the Lord and his grace and by God’s grace I will continue to live my life in honor of the Lord. I leave you with this verse from Hebrews 10, verses 23-25:
“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching” (NIV).