Today would have been my parents’ 85th wedding anniversary. They were married in her parents’ Cincinnati home at 4:30 the afternoon of May 5, 1935. Their entrance into adulthood was marked by the 1929 stock market crash and its aftermath. Although things were tough, they seemed unfazed by it all. Dad was a salesman with no job security, changing employment frequently. Mom was the secretary in a coal company’s local office. They launched their life together with a combined weekly income of thirty-nine dollars.
Following a brief out-of-town visit with his parents, using a borrowed car, Hubert and Mary “came home” to a third-floor apartment accessed by a rickety, self-operated cargo elevator. Ever romantic, Mom called it “Seventh Heaven,” quoting the title of a popular song. As I wrote in my book, “When Love Prevails” (Kindle Books), despite all the uncertainty, “life was new. They could do anything–they had each other. And, so they did, for 64 years until Dad’s death in 1999.
The love my parents shared, and the love of God they came to experience richly, took them through a roller-coaster of ups and downs that stamped their lives with eternal blessings. The Great Depression was a horrendous time in our nation. Somehow it tempered them for what they would endure: World War II, the birth of two handicapped children and the challenges they presented, a physical move to another state, the surgical correction of their daughter’s heart condition, and the founding of a residential school for severely physically handicapped, but mentally alert, young adults. The latter was a positive adaptation to their cerebral palsied son’s extreme challenges. They found deep faith through adversity. It sustained them through an emerging future filled with unknowns.
Today, we are immersed in another time of disruptive uncertainty brought on by the COVID-19 pandemic. It is a time of restricted social interactions, massive job losses, small business vulnerability, and huge health uncertainty. Our inner resources and outward responses seem tested to the limit. No one knows how or when this virus will dissipate and the pandemic end. All we know is what exists in our personal reality one moment at a time.
As I write this, background cries abound to end the lock down, reopen businesses, and get things back to “normal.” Contrasted with those cries are the statistics that continue to mount with evolving COVID-19 hospitalizations and deaths. Nobody knows what “normal” will look like from here forward, but we can know this: the way to go through this time is to move forward with faith.
The writer of Ecclesiastes offers wisdom that enables us to grasp the uncertainties of life with faith that sustains the soul. “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” He goes on to name a world of compromising opposites which, when embraced with faith, bring completeness and blessings. There is balance and healing in his wisdom.
In this time of social and personal turmoil we would do well to move forward, not with fear, but with faith.