Seismology

Christine Johnson • Sep 11, 2020

God is a safe place to hide,
     ready to help when we need him.
We stand fearless at the cliff-edge of doom,
     courageous in seastorm and earthquake,
before the rush and roar of oceans,
     the tremors that shift mountains.  

Psalm 46: 1-2 (The Message)

Did you feel it? According to the U.S. Geological Survey, the Lehigh Valley rattled a little bit on Wednesday night when a 3.1 magnitude earthquake trembled beneath Freehold, New Jersey. It doesn’t seem to have caused much damage, but it was an unusual event in these parts. If it shook you awake at 2 a.m., I suspect it was disconcerting.

I have only one memory of experiencing an earthquake, albeit a mild one. At the time, my workspace was on the second floor of a commercial office building. I was sitting in my wheeled desk chair and tapping away on the computer keyboard when, stunningly, the chair rolled me from one side of the room to the other. The floor didn’t seem to shake so much as tilt for a couple of seconds. When it was over, I stepped into the hallway where I met my slightly dazed co-worker. Simultaneously we asked, “Was that an earthquake?” We were more incredulous than worried, more puzzled than frightened.

Of course, it was fortunate that the quake caused very little damage, and I had the luxury of viewing it as an interesting incident rather than a chronic concern (as it is for folks who live in, say, Southern California) or a life-shaping tragedy (as it has been for our brothers and sisters in, say, Nepal).

It’s been six months since most of us felt the initial jolt of Covid-19, six months of quaking instability, six months of wobbling insecurity. In that time we’ve grown accustomed to seeing daily versions of spikey charts used by public health officials to track coronavirus cases—charts that look a lot like seismograph printouts. As I review the graphics provided today on the Pennsylvania Covid-19 Dashboard, the lines look less violent. Our immediate region seems to have settled into a time of respite, a time of relative calm. There’s a sensation that the figurines have stopped vibrating on the shelves, that the windows have stopped shattering, that it’s safe enough to step on the street without fearing a chasm will open up.

We want it to be so. We want to trust that the ground beneath our feet is solid. We want to let our guard down. We want life to be normal. We want the crisis to be in the past.

A big problem with earthquakes, though, are the aftershocks, and aftershocks can also leave a population scrambling to brace itself in a doorway. It’s possible that an aftershock can be even more devastating than the initial quake.

Like geologists reading the earth’s rumbles in hope of providing early warnings to minimize the impact of a high-magnitude quake, epidemiologists and other knowledgeable medical professionals offer predictive warnings to the Covid-infected world. The warnings remind us that we are still living on the fault line of a vicious disease. An aftershock will undoubtedly come. But we are not helpless. We have the capacity to minimize the magnitude simply by choosing the course of our own actions. Human behavior, in most cases, has little power over earthquakes. But human behavior can wield a measure of control over this disease!

The psalm at the top of the page reminds us that we can “stand fearless at the cliff-edge of doom” because God will provide our help. The fearlessness is about knowing that, no matter what, we are secure in being fully loved by the Creator. We can curl up in a ball and hide in that love! It is imperative to remember, though, that the help we are promised may well be delivered through the voices of gifted researchers, brilliant doctors, and dedicated public health administrators! Stand fearless, indeed, through all of the challenges that materialize, but use the information at your disposal to fend off the ones you can. Be diligent in the safety protocols that keep our households healthy and our neighbors safe. And be patient. This continues to be a most worthy spiritual discipline.

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.

Psalm 46: 1 (NRSV)

Unshaken Even in Shaky Times,

Pastor Chris

+++++

Virtual Activities

Virtual Fellowship Time on Zoom – Sundays at 11:30 a.m.

This casual online gathering has taken root over the last few months and become a wonderful way to keep connected. Whether you’ve become a “regular” at these gatherings, or you’re thinking about dropping by for the very first time, please use the Zoom link and password provided below, or join by phone if you do not use a device with a screen.

And if Zoom is new to you and you’d like to be coached on how to get started, please email me at  moravianpastorchris@gmail.com  or call me at 484-894-9077.

To join by computer, tablet or smart phone, please go to:

Passcode: 789162

To join by phone (no video), dial:

+1 301 715 8592 US (Germantown)

Meeting ID: 998 3134 7702  

Zoom Prayers–Sundays at 6:30 p.m.

We are also continuing to offer Zoom Prayers on Sunday evenings at 6:30. We come together to share simply in intercessory prayer on behalf of our congregation, community, and world. We usually conclude by 7:00 p.m. All are welcome! 

To join by computer, tablet, or smart phone, please go to: 

Passcode: 073131

To join by phone (no video), dial:

+1 301 715 8592 US (Germantown)

  Meeting ID: 919 6174 3369 

Blog

By Christine Johnson 19 Sep, 2022
Between Sunrise and Sunset
By Christine Johnson 12 Sep, 2022
The Value of a Broken Heart
By Christine Johnson 29 Aug, 2022
Choose Your Attitude
By Christine Johnson 19 Jun, 2021
A random memory just popped up in my mind’s rotation: I’m 10-years-old or so, and I’m on an adventure with my Girl Scout troop. We are with throngs of people in the Milwaukee Arena for the Holiday Folk Fair International. We’re passing through a makeshift marketplace on our way to a stage where we’re going […]
By Christine Johnson 12 Jun, 2021
It so happens that I was gifted a vintage, iridescent dragonfly broach recently by an old friend—a collector of fine art and jewelry. I hadn’t done a thing to deserve such an extravagant surprise, although my friend insists that it was merely repayment for my kindness. I told my friend there’s not a price for […]
By Christine Johnson 05 Jun, 2021
As the first heat wave of summer spreads over Bethlehem like a smothering Woolrich blanket, there’s an eagerness in knowing that the city’s public swimming pools will soon open for the season. This includes the newly renovated Memorial Pool on Illick’s Mill Road. When it debuts next week, Memorial Pool will no longer be just […]
By Christine Johnson 28 May, 2021
Image by Kevin Graham from Pixabay I can’t tell you how many Memorial Day parades I’ve been to, but it’s a lot. I remember being a little kid, sitting on the curb, watching police cars roll down the middle of the street, lights strobing, as a seemingly-ancient guard of World War I veterans shuffle-marched their […]
By Christine Johnson 22 May, 2021
As if there weren’t already enough choices to make from among the 42,200 items shelved, on average, at a supermarket, the newest Weis Market in my neighborhood added a feature I’ve never before seen in such a setting: a staffed candy counter. It’s tucked away in the bakery department between a glass case filled with […]
By Christine Johnson 15 May, 2021
Did you give a whoop-whoop and a high-five as you unlooped your mask from your ears the other day, knowing it had been proclaimed safe by the CDC for vaccinated people to do so? Did your mood lighten considerably with the realization that many pandemic practices were being repealed? Did you feel wild and strangely […]
By Christine Johnson 08 May, 2021
It was one of those kitschy shops you find in all beach towns—the kind stocked with souvenir t-shirts and boogie boards, flipflops and sunscreen. In need of a hat to shade my face from ceaseless vacation sunshine, my husband Darrell and I headed toward the place on our morning walk. We hadn’t yet had breakfast, […]
More Posts
Share by: