The Messenger
The Wuhan virus has paralyzed business and life as we know it. It has turned life upside down. Just the other day, as I was begrudgingly getting dressed for work, I was thinking how monotonous and robotic my life had become. I spend 9 to 10 hours of my life at work; I return home, bathe, eat, feed my cats, change the litter, wash the dishes, clean the carpet and sofa of cat hairs, check my email and spend maybe 2 hours looking at news on my phone before drifting to sleep, wake up the next morning and start all over again. But sometimes, when the fatigue of this life becomes unbearable. Sometimes, I go to my office, lie flat on my face before God and plead for mercy. Repent. Cry. And the peace of God, that surpasses all my understanding, covers me. It's hard to explain it, but I find meaning and purpose once again in this dreary existence, and I find myself again. My true self. Not the shell of the person I have become--my personality...