May Hope Be Renewed After an Avalanche in 2020

I’m trusting you all had a great Christmas and New Year’s in lockdown! What a challenging year 2020 has been for everyone, with COVID-19 hitting us in March like an avalanche, followed by a series of lockdowns and restrictions, not to mention the financial impact for many people and businesses. 

The closing of Churches, social communities and youth centres has also made the season quite isolating.

For me, it has been quite a very challenging year and I won’t bother you with the details other than that I could not write as much as I would have liked to because of family matters and other issues that I needed to attend to.

However, I’m optimistic that hope is peeping through the horizon and will push its way through the gloom of last year and bring with it a breath of fresh air that we all so desperately need.

I mentioned at the beginning of last year that I will publish my poems, which I had to postpone till this year and hope to get out soon, and I thought I’d share with you, one I wrote last year called ‘Avalanche’. It’s a reflection of my experience of last year that was fraught with challenges, one after another. 

But I’d have to qualify that by mentioning just how much I felt God’s presence, protection and provision in the midst of it, which was overwhelming, and I am very grateful, and in no shadow of doubt, that He was fully in control.

My encouragement to all those adversely affected by COVID-19, be it a loss of a loved one, economic changes and or having to juggle home schooling with a day job, there is a bright future ahead of you!

I’d really love to hear your feedback on this poem.

Poem

Avalanche 2020

 As the day lengthened anxiety I fight
 with each hour, as day turns to night.
 No more tears and too tired to see
 Your faithful love was chasing me.
 
 Lofty mountains and valleys low; 
 before my eyes, destiny unfolds.
 A journey hard and strewn with thorns,
 With footsteps of love, my heart you’ve won.
 
 A season so heavy, nights dark and cold
 Still at dawn, the sun rose.
 Its beaming rays chased out the shadows;
 Melodies of love follow me in the meadows.

 I began the year with great hope and cheer,
 it took turns on streets of despair.
 Flooding my life wave after wave, but in the
 hollow of an avalanche, I hide in your embrace
 
 Whispers of hope I hear in the distance;
 Fly high your hope and let’s form a resistance.
 We’ve conquered plagues all thru the years.
 It’ll soon be over, and we’ll lift our cheers!

 ©  Joanne Sojinu, July 2020