Hello everyone, this is the Bridge Town Daily. I'm Tristan Collins and today is

Monday, January 25th. This season of the pandemic has highlighted my limits. I'm

limited on where I go, what I do, and who I spend time with. I'm limited in my

patience, my emotional energy, and sanity. My personal response to the demands

during this time has fluctuated from self-determination in one moment to

overwhelming paralysis in the next. Every day I'm confronted with my kids

educational, relational, and emotional needs, and I'm continually made aware that

those needs far exceed my ability and my energy level. Every day I read the

news, I'm made aware of all the problems in our nation and the limits we face

in addressing them. I'm also more aware of the limits in our society. This

COVID-19 virus has created a demand on our healthcare system that far exceeds

our resources. Our society's ability to provide for everyone's basic needs is

woefully limited, and our patience for each other and our different points of

view are at its limits. You might notice your limits too. Maybe you feel at

your limit on how much longer you can spend with your roommates or your family.

Perhaps this pandemic is limiting your usual ways to alleviate your feelings

of loneliness and anxiety. Being limited to our home, wearing a mask in public is

also isolating. You might be hitting financial limits or health limits. Maybe your

relational needs are not being met, and maybe you're just plain tired. When we

hit our limits, our minds can fixate on the problems, producing adrenaline and

cortisol coursing throughout our body. We call this feeling stressed. I'm stressed,

you're stressed, or all breathing in the fumes of stress. Recently, I heard a

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