Susan LaffertyOn Day 5 of covid19, my sense of taste and smell quietly leave. Unnoticed at first. In the onslaught of fever and fatigue.
Now, it’s six months later.
They haven’t fully returned.
This loss heightens my awareness of God’s design. Complex and purposeful.
In the body and the Body.
Several years ago, in the upheaval of an unexpected move to a different country, I’m struggling.
Questions speak loud. Wake me in the night.
What if it’s the wrong place?
What if it doesn’t work?
What if we can’t get permission to stay?
What if…?
Doubts about the future linger. Rising from underlying fear. In a long season of unanswered questions.
We drive up the mountain. Travel the winding road through saguaro forest. Vegetation changing as we climb toward the upper elevation.
And pine trees.
Cool air.
Rock.
