by Nathan Chanski

no, the world has not gone crazy. the world is more sane today than it’s been in a long time. especially my generation, who in our lifetime haven’t seen much disruption to our instagramable lifestyle.

desperate moments clarify like nothing else can. it reminds us that we’re all fragile and human, and that loving one another and dependence on God is pure survival. it quickly reminds us that our “unshakable” world is ever so easily brought to it’s pathetic knees within days. whether this all turns out to be an overdramatized hiccup or it ends up being a global catastrophe, don’t waste this. don’t waste this opportunity to stare in the face what exactly life is.

a part of me wishes that within a couple weeks this would all just blow over and life as we knew it would pick back up where it left off. another part of me is sick with the thought of us all carrying on with our meaningful meaninglessness. back to living for our next travel date. living for our next career move. living for our next night out. followed by the horrifying reality that one day we will run out of next things. you were made for more than that, friend.

the hand that created your life is the same one reaching out to save your life, and “the free gift is eternal life in Jesus” Roman 6:23.

what kindness an illness of the body could be, if only to wake up a world to the eternally defining illness within their souls