Why is that the name of this blog? Read on….
Six days ago I expressed my opinion on how tired I was of hearing about social distancing and how I had noticed how advertisers had quickly pounced on changing their commercials to appeal to people who are isolated in their homes. I also pointed out how quickly merchandisers had started advertising interesting facemasks to appeal to people who were wearing them.
Did I say FACEMASKS???
I will admit to you that in the cynical part of my mind I thought about the opportunistic criminals would use the masks to walk around out in the open while hiding their identity so they could do heinous deeds without being identified!
Well, it happened already, and how many more times will it happen?
Was this all a plot to start dressing us all in coverings that will soon include head coverings for women to “protect” their beautiful hair from the elements?
I belong to a Neighborhood Watch group where everyone keeps an eye out for each other passing tips along about anything unusual happening and tell about the crimes caught on their Ring apps with the pictures of the perpetrators. I got a notice this morning that proved my suspicion wasn’t just paranoia.
Yesterday at the Publix where I shop several times a week (the Kroger across the street from them gets my business the rest of the time) a lady was shopping for her weekly groceries when a lady, with her protection from Covid 19 mask firmly in place, asked her to hand her a package of the tiny tomatoes from the top of the rack. The lady answered that the ones she could reach herself were the same as the ones on the top. Our masked perpetrator answered that she thought the ones she couldn’t reach were fresher. The neighbor reached up and got the tomatoes and the lady left. Neighbor picked up her purse and it was lighter, she looked in and her billfold with all her money and identification was gone. She ran in the direction she thought the person had gone but didn’t see her anywhere. She immediately went to the manager and he said he had just moved an abandoned cart with one package of the tiny tomatoes in it… all she cold do was to contact the police.
This story has a good ending in a way, the policeman insisted on paying for the ladies groceries since she had no means of paying for them herself and wouldn’t even give her hi name.
I think he was a Hero, capitol H and I am grateful he helped her.
I’m very sad that a long time friend of mine succumbed to the virus overnight. I’m moving to the Land of Goshen where no plagues can reach me so if you miss me, that’s where I’ll be!
1-13 You who sit down in the High God’s presence,
spend the night in Shaddai’s shadow,
Say this: “God, you’re my refuge.
I trust in you and I’m safe!”
That’s right—he rescues you from hidden traps,
shields you from deadly hazards.
His huge outstretched arms protect you—
under them you’re perfectly safe;
his arms fend off all harm.
Fear nothing—not wild wolves in the night,
not flying arrows in the day,
Not disease that prowls through the darkness,
not disaster that erupts at high noon.
Even though others succumb all around,
drop like flies right and left,
no harm will even graze you.
You’ll stand untouched, watch it all from a distance,
watch the wicked turn into corpses.
Yes, because God’s your refuge,
the High God your very own home,
Evil can’t get close to you,
harm can’t get through the door.
He ordered his angels
to guard you wherever you go.
If you stumble, they’ll catch you;
their job is to keep you from falling.
You’ll walk unharmed among lions and snakes,
and kick young lions and serpents from the path.
14-16 “If you’ll hold on to me for dear life,” says God,
“I’ll get you out of any trouble.
I’ll give you the best of care
if you’ll only get to know and trust me.
Call me and I’ll answer, be at your side in bad times;
I’ll rescue you, then throw you a party.
I’ll give you a long life,
give you a long drink of salvation!”