ANOTHER THURSDAY: ALL THE SAME?

It’s beginning to seem that way, the days are becoming all the same. Being retired, I was already used to having less structure in my schedule, especially with regard to what day it is. But now, that’s been magnified, to the point where I’m really glad I have a digital clock on the wall that tells me the day, date, and month, even the year. I have a better sense no of the time of day than I do of the day of the week.

My life before all this started hasn’t changed much. We never did go out a lot. The main things I miss are grand-kids and our church family. Beyond that, though, many people, I suspect, are troubled by the unknown future, the unknown extent of the threat that awaits us outside our personal bubble of security. I’m one of them.

I hope it does not breed more distrust of others. I hope that we become kinder, more tolerant towards each other, not more suspicious and distrusting. It’s too easy to look at the rest of the world as the enemy, a potential threat to our safety and even existence. That would be the real long-term danger from all this.

But the worst part is not the threat to mankind, or even to our own brand of society and culture. It’s the effect on those individuals we love and care about. I worry about my kids/step-kids, my grand-kids, my friends and other family. When it comes to this situation, it IS personal, as personal as it gets.

When it comes to the clock on the wall, what it really shows me is that I’m here, for another day. One day more that God wants me to move along with whatever He has in mind for me. After all, that’s why I’m still here, He has a purpose for me that isn’t done yet. Another Thursday? YEA!!