I've seen a lot of folks more or less calling people "pansies" for being concerned about the attention given to this current situation, and bragging about how strong they are, how they are trusting in God, and how folks didn't used to worry about such things. Then there are the crazies buying everything in the stores, leaving empty shelves for everybody else. I guess they feel pretty smart. It certainly shows you what people will do under pressure. It's the "all-about-me" attitude that will likely be the end of the human race. I'm here in the middle thinking, "OK, God has taken care of me so far and probably will again, but I think He might not want me to make fun of people who are concerned they might die from it, and I'm pretty sure He wouldn't want me buying enough toilet paper for a year while my neighbors go without. Or buying up all the baby wipes and leaving none for the babies."
I missed Church this morning, BOTH churches I attend. Watching people being so cruel to one another has really gotten under my skin. Last week sometime I saw this on Facebook and shared it.
Even the smells took me back to a different time! There was a time I'd have called relatives within thirty miles and invited them all, but people aren't as thrilled with a home-made dinner as they once were. Arick and Heather live next door, so at least I can always invite them. When Arick came in here at noon and walked into the kitchen, he exclaimed, "Is that PIE?!?!?"
That's the sort of enthusiasm that makes a meal worth the effort.
I'm getting rather tired of people griping about "the media" any time "the media" has a different opinion than theirs. Folks, if we were to do away with the media, we'll be the dumbest civilization since the bronze age. Of course reporters get things wrong. Of course they have opinions. If you think you can do a better job of distributing information, have at it. Otherwise, just kindly filter out what you don't believe, I suppose, and be happy That's surely what those flat-earth people do, with the evidence of the truth right in front of them. Fake news, you say?
All I know is this: If I spent my time making fun of the effort to stop this virus before it gets out of hand and then lost a loved one to that very virus, I'd feel pretty stupid, not to mention sad. And that could happen.
I'm just glad I cooked like Grandma today. It was a balm to my spirit.
And so is this picture, taken yesterday, of Cliff holding Brynn, my newest great-granddaughter.
She weighed over nine pounds at birth.