We grieve the great losses we are living through right now, as we should, because death is not normal—at least it wasn’t supposed to be. Yet, there is hope. There is good news. It is not too late, but our time of great loss is a warning.

What matters eternally—our perspective on a virus or how we love? What should Christian love look like during this time of coronavirus?

The other day I heard children chanting throughout the neighborhood: “2020 sucks.” How can we best take to heart the wake up call sent to us from heaven in order to have true hope in 2021?