Covid nailed my wife and I. We’re doing better now, but for some reason it is taking time to get our strength back. We are not Covid positive anymore. We’re walking for exercise again. Outside our Alaskan home, snow hates to melt, and ice in our yard (underfoot) is fighting to stay relevant. I dare not ignore the ice. During Covid recovery I have fallen and cracked a rib.

So, there must be a lesson in all this. Let me know if you think of one. I can’t. I’m just weathering it, knowing that God possesses the reins of good and evil. Mankind would love to blame God for sickness and death—but humanity decided our earthly future by rejecting God, and we suffer the consequences.

Covid and broken ribs are symptoms of the Great Disease that the Bible calls sin. The Great Disease lives in all of us, like an inherited variant, and no injection will kill it. Only one antidote for sin exists, and it’s available through Jesus. He reaches out, and his touch heals the heart and prepares us for a new existence with him.

On earth, I may struggle against the illnesses of mind and body for a time, but my future is settled far beyond weakened lungs or cracks in bone.

His promise — my hope.

His resurrection — my eternity.

Sealed, approved, and I’m awaiting delivery…

But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself. (Philippians. 3:20-21)