“Will the world ever go back to being like it was?” I asked God as I pulled up the blankets and settled myself for sleep. “The pandemic has changed everything.” I tugged on the lamp chain and extinguished the light.
“The world is never the same. Every day it changes, for life constantly changes,” God answered me softly. “But the sun comes up every morning and chases away the darkness. Light always returns, no matter how long or how deep the darkness.”
“I’ll trust that tomorrow will be as it should be,” I replied.
Outside, a chorus of frogs began to sing, lulling me closer to slumber.
Sparrow?” God said. “There’s one more thing.”
“Yes?” I asked, rather groggily.
“You can always count on me being here,” God said.
“Thank you,” I murmured, then drifted off to sleep, safe in that knowledge.