Uniting against the Coronavirus

"It’s time to shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit," said Miguel de Unamuno in the poem, Throw Yourself Like a Seed.

These may be the words we need right now to stop analyzing whether it's true or not, stop complaining about our discomfort and come together as a family, as neighbors, as communities and as a nation to get through a difficult time in our world.

“It's time to shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit,” said Miguel de Unamuno in the poem, Throw Yourself Like a Seed. These may be the words we need right now to stop analyzing whether it’s true or not, stop complaining about our discomfort and come together as a family, as neighbors, as communities and as a nation to...

This morning I listened to sermons all over the country being streamed live to lift up and encourage us, and it didn't feel bad at all not to be in church. In fact, it felt like people reaching out to people in a good way.

I have seen so many amazing things that people are doing to help, to pull together these last few weeks and I find myself praying for truck drivers, and families and older people I don't know.

Yes, I have seen the madness and meanness too, but I believe the good in people now outweigh the bad choices others are making.

We may feel that our country is overreacting during this time but in the long run, won't it be better than underreacting?

I read about a place that I am very familiar with in Georgia. People are experiencing pain and grief because a choir member infected with the Coronavirus, came to church and as a result 41 church members have tested positive for the COVID-19. Four are in critical condition and one person has died.

People are dying and in some cases, struggling to make ends meet and some suffering for more reasons than being sick.

A young college friend I know wrote that she was not doing well right now because she has worked hard and prepared for the last year to be a part of a recital that would allow her to play in a chamber orchestra and now it is cancelled. It may not be a big deal for someone else but it is for her.

We're all in this together fighting one enemy that is faceless, raceless, sexless, nondenominational, bipartisan and if we work together, we can beat it.

Most places are not really shut down. Behind the scenes people are helping people, whether it be churches and organizations delivering food, medical people saving lives, families reconnecting through phone calls or people encouraging others. We are not shut down, our lives have just been redirected. We will get through this and we will be stronger, wiser and better, if we choose to be.

In this time of slowing down and being quarantined, I find myself picking up books from my shelves and reading more and watching TV less.

The poem I quoted in the beginning of this story is about work. Unamuno was saying that work was the greatest offering in life and we can choose to throw ourselves, like seeds, into what we believe in or sit on the sidelines and feel sorry for ourselves and miss the opportunity to do what we can do to make a difference.

It is time to shake off this sadness, and recover our spirit each morning as we wake up and can choose to be part of the working people's solution.


“It's time to shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit,” said Miguel de Unamuno in the poem, Throw Yourself Like a Seed. These may be the words we need right now to stop analyzing whether it’s true or not, stop complaining about our discomfort and come together as a family, as neighbors, as communities and as a nation to...

Throw Yourself Like Seed
by Miguel de Unamuno

Shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit;
Sluggish you will never see the wheel of fate
That brushes your heel as it turns going by,
The man who wants to live is the man in whom life is abundant.

Now you are only giving food to that final pain
Which is slowly winding you in the nets of death,
But to live is to work, and the only thing which lasts
Is the work; start there, turn to the work.

Throw yourself like seed as you walk, and into your own field,
Don't turn your face for that would be to turn it to death,
And do not let the past weigh down your motion.

Leave what's alive in the furrow, what's dead in yourself,
For life does not move in the same way as a group of clouds;
From your work you will be able one day to gather yourself.



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Deana Landers
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  1. Deana, as usual, you’re doing a fabulous job of communicating what people need to hear. Thank you & keep up the good work you’re doing!

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      Thank you, my friend. Deana

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