We’re all stuck in an unprecedented vortex of wheel-spinning frustration. Mankind continue to stand at a door to a formidable unknown. A biological enemy feeds our agoraphobic propensity to tuck into our homes, staring us down. It remains a sensible plan of action to protect others and ourselves, especially the highly fragile. But as we gather for battle, another adversary looms.  In this oddly meandering battle of detour vs. destination, it’s clear: God’s wanderers are never lost. As spot on as that is, it’s hard to recognize this truth on a day-to-day basis. The simplest errand is a roll of the dice. Many of us long for a pre Covid…