Confessions of a Chaplain

I’ve searched far and wide, to find a life of harmonious balance that is no longer mine

Remembering days of old when life and work for me was sublime

I yearn to touch, to feel what seemed normal maybe even surreal

To find a hidden narrative that has elements of familiarity

What was once rudimentary and exciting

Requires every ounce of me daily; to keep on fighting

Vocations of deep meaning guided enjoyable task

Has now been replaced with exhaustion, gowns, gloves, and blue mask

There’s a stench of death on hospital floors

I feel guilty for needing prayer, java, pep talks to simply grace the doors

Weariness, hopelessness is on staff member faces

Fist bumps and hidden smiles, has replaced handshakes and warm embraces

Zoom encounters have left me feeling totally depleted

What was one cherished, Covid has deleted….

The normalcy I once loved has now become illusive

The pandemic is relentless and feels very intrusive

I unapologetically declare, my faith in God has anchored me

Centered me on the darkest days when light seems bleak

Covid has an undertone of hopelessness to some and understandably so

Covid wears on us mentally, physically, spiritually; but not our souls….