One of my favorite nuances about ‘entrepreneur’ lies in its French origins where it literally meant ‘undertaker.’ [Insert joke here.]

English grabbed entrepreneur in the mid-1800’s. We now understand it as “one who undertakes, manages, and assumes the risk of a new enterprise.”

Such a phrase defines most of our lives in the risky COVID chaos of 2020.

Some of us have launched new careers or businesses. Many of us are managing new ways of educating children, worshiping as families, and shopping for groceries.

Gone are the days of reaching over her shopping cart for the lemons. I’m now more polite. No double occupancy in the fruit aisle.

With the start of new always comes the burying of old. Not all of the old. But certainly some of it.

Burying in turn brings mourning and wondering if the new life will be worth living. Fear of a future without the routines and relationships once taken for granted.

Decades ago I memorized Psalm 121. It speaks of David’s trust in a God who never sleeps. A God who made all that we see. A God for whom change is constant and COVID is no surprise.

David compares God to a divine awning that repels not just the sun but any danger. Not just wild animals but also wild viruses.

Such shade makes life less sweaty. Less worrisome. Less concerned about what might come.

Such shade makes life more peaceful. More restful. More enjoyable as you wonder and wait.

No matter what old you’re having to bury or new you’re having to undertake know this: Your help comes from the One who created heaven and earth. He’s buried before. He’s also raised before.

Rest in His shade today.