He was despised and rejected— a man of sorrows,
acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other
way. He was despised, and we did not care.
When
I realized I had to cancel my spring break trip to visit my family in Texas, I
was overcome with deep sorrow. I had longed for this trip for months. I hadn’t
seen my grandchildren, Layla and Zion, since August, and their father, my
son-in-law, as well. While my daughter, Emma, had brought their newborn, Tiago,
to Maryland in October, it still seemed too much time had separated us. But I
had no choice as the pandemic pushed through.
Across
the globe, we are practicing social distancing and suffering the disappointment
of cancellations. Weddings, graduations, milestone birthday celebrations. We
are sad, but we do it for the greater good.
