Faith is the Tonic to Fear
The current state of lockdowns, shutdowns, induced economic coma, and asset price implosion has reminded us that all things—good and bad—ultimately come to an end. It reminds us that prior generations dealt with inconveniences, fear of the unknown, and shortages of one kind or another. However, we can be assured that after the storm, the destruction, the losses, and even the deaths come another round of sunshine, rebuilding, favor, and new life. Because we tend to magnify the dread and depression that persists from times like these, it can be hard to remember the comfort and abundance that we enjoyed just a month or two before. The great Long Islander Harry Chapin poetically captured this cycle of change: “No straight lines make up my life and all my roads have bends. There’s no clear-cut beginning and, so far, no dead-ends.” In every generation—sometimes in every decade—there are events that seem to threaten ...