The Blonde and I have been going to Walmart early on Friday mornings to shop together. I’ll admit I’m spoiled since Jennifer does all the shopping and I go to the store about three times a year whether I need to or not.
Jennifer enjoys going and shopping, looking, hanging out and talking to fellow shoppers. I’m more like a Navy Seal in that I want to get in and get out before anyone knows I was there.
So what I’m saying is, I’m not a great shopping partner. She always gives me instructions before we go into the store. While we are still in the parking lot, she says, “Be sure and put on your patient cap.” That was more than great advice this last Friday.
It was creepy. People were wearing masks, wearing gloves and yet others were coughing but not into their elbows. They were sharing the love if you know what I mean.
Some people are going the extra mile while others don’t seem to really care, or maybe they don’t have TV’s.
It’s really hard to know what to think about what is going on right now. What is happening to all the pasta? There’s no pasta on the shelves.
Sorry I digress.
We bumped into some church members at the store and neither of us knew for sure what to do. We did speak but it was very brief. We avoided each other like we had, well, the plague. I think we were all embarrassed. I mean after all I had one-fifth of a roll of paper towels in one pocket of my coat and a can of Lysol in the other pocket, why I’m not sure. Maybe as a security blanket?
Ha, now that I’m thinking about it, maybe I was the one that was embarrassed.
It felt like scene out of “The World, the Flesh and the Devil” and “I Am Legend” movies all in one, and we were trying to figure out who was a zombie and who was still a real person.
Weird. Just weird.
All day today I’ve felt like I’ve been on the Jerry Springer show and I need to shower.
Maybe it’s cabin fever.
I’m thankful, praise the Lord, we are well and our family is well.
There are several families in our church that have been exposed to the virus and they are concerned.
What part of stay at home don’t we understand? What part of saving lives don’t we understand.?
We get the part of being social but not the distancing part.
To be honest it’s getting a little frustrating and I think I will add frustrated to my bio. Now I am officially old, tired, cynical and frustrated.
While I might be frustrated, I am faithful.
My faith is running high. God is good. He is not concerned. He sits on His throne very securely and my trust is in Him.
Paul’s words to the Church at Ephesus have been my strength, “For He Himself is our peace…” (Ephesians 2:14)
I’m not waiting for peace to return, for peace to make a comeback. Peace is already here and peace has a name. Its name is Jesus.
He told me to tell you that.
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