The Move, A Haiku


Going indoors now.
The masks, the distance so great.
Many stay home. Good.

A haiku to express my heart as we prepare for indoor worship. We stayed outside as long as we could, but it’s time to make the shift. Worship is weird in Pandemic Land, and not in the “normal is boring” kind of way. The “almost normal” feel of it adds to feelings of unreality. That’s unavoidable 1, but it also sucks.

A number of people who were coming out will probably be staying home until the warm weather hits again, and I will miss them terribly. And yet, I’m glad as well. It shows that our community is taking the pandemic seriously, and I dare to think maybe the leadership of the church has helped people to maintain their resolve to do so. No one’s “living scared,” just doing what needs to be done for the good of everyone. That makes me glad.

At the same time, I’d be a liar if I didn’t say things feel a bit lonesome right now. And, sometimes, the thought that this is likely to go on for another year does get to me. The distance is so great.

  1. Unless you just ignore the pandemic as a fraud and live a life with no care for anything but what I want, but that’s not how I’m wired.