I don’t know how to do this.

I recently encountered the perfect description of where we currently are. It’s certainly where I am, at least, and I believe it speaks to a widespread feeling in the U.S—as we begin to emerge from the pandemic, waving vaccination cards with one hand and clutching masks in the other.

I feel like I should confess that…I don’t know how to do this part. The part where we just survived without being able to be together in one place; the part where we survived when so many died; the part where we look around and see the rubble of an angry, divided country; the part where we emerge from our isolation not knowing who we are now, not knowing how to have faith now, how to have hope now, not knowing how to ever go back or how to possibly move forward—We who have survived the pandemic.

—Nadia Bolz-Weber

Christian friends, this statement lives inside a sermon from Lutheran minister Nadia Bolz-Weber, and she responds to it with an exploration of resurrection.

Fellow agnostics, I find peace within the confession of not-knowing—and an invitation to embrace mystery. It isn’t always easy, but this is what we do.

Readers of other stripes, I hope you find resonance in your philosophies and religions, whatever they may be.

No matter who you are or what you believe…please reach out if you’re struggling to connect your unique set of dots. I can’t promise answers, but I would be honored to accompany you in the seeking.