This map shows the countries affected by Covid 19 as of March 15, 2020. As social media posts from around the world scroll through my feed, glimpses into the anguish in China, the month long quarantine in Italy, and the friends who are stranded in foreign countries that are on lockdown-I am reminded of just how unique this experience in time is.
I can remember when Russia was our grave enemy and we did “nuclear bomb drills” in school, hiding under our desks in case the Commies pushed the button. I remember being on an airplane flying over the west coast when the pilot announced that we’d begun bombing Iraq in the first gulf war. I remember waking up in Washington state to see terrorists flying planes into our buildings, killing everything in their path. I have seen the political hatred in our country, dividing us in ways I never imagined possible.
But in these past weeks something unprecedented has happened. Suddenly every nation on earth has a common enemy. Human beings around the world are protecting themselves from the same attacker. For the first time we are seeing humanity in a new way. From the violin player serenading the people holed up in their apartments in Spain, to the Italian chorus of patriotic songs from their balconies, or the gospel singing in an Alabama grocery store.
In the midst of the fear, anxiety, and even hoarding, there is beauty, community, and relatability. We can empathize and feel each other’s pain regardless of our language or social station. Communist, Socialist, Republican, or Democrat-we know what it feels like to be sick, to be scared, and to feel grief.
It’s ironic isn’t it? I mean we somehow seem closer together than ever while being forced apart-isolated in our six feet of space, or even quarantined. Maybe we need each other more than we’d like to admit. And maybe it took a pandemic for the world to realize that family, love, friendship, and community are what really matter in this life.
Let’s rise to the occasion. Be kind. And stay well. ❤️🙏🏻
Sola Church •Light•Love•Life
Coming to Santa Monica, CA, Fall 2020
Adessa is killin’ it in school 🎉🎉🎉 #honorroll #7thgrade #dezis13
Pink hair reward for getting such good grades : )
Lots of honor roll classmates!
#adessarigg #rigglet #smarty
We loved getting to be a part of Hope Christian Menifee’s Christmas service!
Thank you Pastor Tony Truax for inviting Allen and I back!
This Sunday we drove three hours to the town of Blythe, California, to lead worship and sing at Calvary Chapel Blythe. We love our quick weekend trips in the southwest and had a blast getting acquainted with pastor Mick and Jan Catron!
Allen Rigg, Miranda, Jan, and Mick.
Calvary Chapel Moreno Valley also had us lead worship for their three Sunday morning services. Thank you so much John and Robin Milhouse for having Allen Rigg and I out!
It was so sweet to be back at my home church of Calvary Chapel Moreno Valley this past weekend! They do an amazing job with their women’s ministry and had 330 women in attendance for their Ladies Tea Friday night. Between the beautiful decor and fellowship-the Christmas spirit was palpable.
Ten years ago my daughter and I escaped #domesticviolence and found ourselves homeless. Literally homeless. After several years of living with family and in rentals, a new and wonderful man, Allen Rigg, came into our lives. Since then this sweet little camper has become our safe haven! The money and things we had before pale in comparison to the fun and laughter that fills this 300 square foot house on wheels. Besides having traveled the nation from shore to shore-sharing our survivor story at stops all along the way-my daughter has had the quality time she needed to bond with the new daddy in her life…who officially adopted her January 2019! This little home represents freedom, love, hope, redemption, safety, security, joy, and adventure.
It’s been four years of living in our “Big Rigg” and we are just now beginning to feel the growing pains-much like ones felt in their ninth month of pregnancy! Haha! What once was a huge bunk for an eight year old-is now cramped and stifling. These next few months will be our last for this season of tiny living as we prepare to launch a new church in Los Angeles. A rental of some sort will follow and a new school for our tween! I have to admit I will miss our little haven and our first “home” as a family, but this next season of ‘bigger living’ will be a new and exciting adventure for us. In the meantime-here is a look at our casa…