Mark Buford, Director of Communications

I have COVID.

Or to be precise, COVID has me.

COVID has had me since I began coughing with congestion, fever, headaches, dizziness, a sore throat and utter exhaustion the weekend before last.

Nearly two weeks ago now.

It’s my first go-round with COVID. The second for my wife Marcy.

Not nearly so terrifying a prospect as two years ago, pre-vaccine and pre-medications.

But frustratingly life-interrupting nonetheless.

Can’t go to work. Can’t go to church. Can’t go to the grocery store.

Can’t visit and take care of my 88-year-old mother, whose birthday visit with me and my brothers had to be postponed.

In short, my life is at a standstill.

And yet, I’m thankful.

Thankful to be alive.

Thankful to not be in the hospital.

Thankful to the doctors and nurses and medical professionals and scientists responsible for keeping me and so many others safe in spite of COVID. 

Thankful, oddly, for the rest.

Certainly, a peculiar way to take a sabbath (I’m quite sure the Staff Parish Relations Committee would have simply granted me one if only I’d asked), but a restful, recharging one nonetheless. 

Thankful for the prayers and calls and emails and support from dear family, friends and neighbors.

Thank for church family and staff who have stepped into the breach to make sure my responsibilities have been covered during my absence. 

Thankful to my loving wife Marcy, who has found the strength to take care of me through this ordeal in spite of her own COVID debacle.

Which has unfortunately postponed the start of piano lessons from Miss Marcy Music (shameless plug) for the 2022-23 school year.

Most of all, I’m thankful for a God who loves me.

Who has counted me among the children of God since ,,, well, since forever.

Who loves me, and who tells me not to worry. 

“I’ve got this,” I can almost hear God say.

God has dusted me off, built me back up, and now prepares me to be a stronger disciple of Jesus, the Son. 

I am thankful. 

P.S. And as I finish this writing, I’ve taken another antigen self-test. It’s negative. And I am thankful. 

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