There’s been an explosion of people demanding rights. Womens' rights, mens’ rights, transgender rights, gay rights, black rights, indigenous rights, and many more. Seeing as the first two (or three?) groups alone encompass one hundred per cent of the population, it appears that everyone is now demanding rights.

Has anyone noticed how social media has affected our interaction with other people? And even with fellow Christians?

Ten years ago, we would have considered it abnormal behaviour to go into a room full of people we knew in varying degrees, get up on a chair and start lecturing them on some contentious topic. And doing so knowing perfectly well that our opinion would be offensive to some of those people.

This year has been summed up in one phrase: what else can go wrong?

In the midst of our pandemic despair rises the spectre of racism. I have been profoundly moved recently listening to the stories of pain and suffering from black men and women I know and respect in several different countries. I decided there was more wisdom listening to them than rushing to put forth my own opinions. Letting them speak makes most of what we white folk have to say redundant and unnecessary. For us to listen is the first step. More must then come, of course. And there is no better place to start than with Christians.

What else could go wrong?

For weeks I’ve been reluctant even to look at the news. It seems to go from bad to worse.

It’s a good thing Christians aren’t limited to what the media tells us. We have a wider and much deeper perspective.

That perspective tells us that God is at work.

In the famous play Waiting for Godot, two characters spend the entire play waiting for someone who never arrives. Amazingly, the playwright made a lot of money out of a play in which nothing really happens.

Waiting is one of the hardest things we do. Most of us have been spending far more time than we wanted to waiting in line to get into stores whose capacity has been limited. Our daughter Sarah has been waiting for travel restrictions to ease so that she can be reunited with her fiancé Jacob, who lives in the UK, and somehow have a wedding ceremony with at least some family members present. Several of our friends have been waiting for cancer treatment. All of us have been waiting for the public health emergency to pass.