Covid-19 has taken a big toll on me. Before, I supported myself with 3 jobs, and they in turn enabled me to operate an orphanage back home in Ghana. So far I've lost 1 of the jobs, and supporting the orphans has become very challenging because nobody can donate anymore. As a Pastor of the church, I'm no longer able to provide fellowship in person anymore. Doing so over the phone there is a lot of the communication that is left out, like seeing a person's facial expressions. It's more difficult to reach out to members of the congregation and that's hard because so many are suffering either financially from losing jobs or with their health. It's very difficult for them, either navigating the language barrier, not having the foods from back home available because the markets have shut down, and just not knowing how the system works, like where to go for health care if they are uninsured, and where to find basic information. When a member of my congregation gave birth it was a joyous time for a community celebration, but we can't even do that anymore. The day I took this picture was a Sunday when I should have been at church but now the church is empty. I was trying to hold service on the phone and looked outside my window at the path that leads from the front door of my house to my driveway and from there to the main road. I was struck by how this path represents the covid 19-related challenges we are all going through right now. Because of the Africans' hard life and struggle we are able to draw strengths from these things like covid-19. This has taken a heavy toll on us but you will still see smiles and hear laughter. The driveway path is curved, like the curve we have been thrown, but it does eventually lead us to the main road - to where we will also eventually end up.