A Break

 I am taking a little bloggy break.  I am not sure when I will be back.  I find blogging to be a chore lately and find that I have nothing I want to say.  So, until next time.  So long.

So Long, Its Been Good to Know You

 I know a woman a bit older than I am, in her 70s who is a self proclaimed "old hippy."  She is in pretty good health.  She lives alone.  She is very opposed to the COVID vaccine.  She has been isolating for the entire pandemic.  She wears a mask when in public.  She has been safe thus far.

But, I wonder what the end game is for her?  At some point it is hoped that the virus will become endemic instead of pandemic.  But, that still leaves her in the same place she was at the start of the pandemic.  There is a disease out there for which she has no immunity.  She is in one of the major groups that is severely effected by the virus due to her age and lack of exposure. Will she isolate for the rest of her life?  Will she wear a mask for the rest of her life?

Will she get the virus and die?  I really like this woman.  I worry for her.  I pray for her.

Sunday Prayers

 

Dear Lord,

You brought me to this place I am today.  I might have regrets, might wish I could go way back and do things differently.  But, You brought me here to this place and time for a reason.  I went through all of that to be here today.  Today is a blessing.  Today I walk with You.  Be with me. Be with me always.

Amen

Boring Post for Saturday--Going to Grandma's House

 A while ago when I would pick up my grandson to come to my house to play we would have a long silent car ride to my house unless I sang something or put on a CD in the car.  These days we have conversations. Having conversations is fun.  My grandson is just learning about the world.  He asks me what things are called.  He makes observations about things he sees.

He calls the Missouri River Bridge "The Tunnel."  I pointed out the river underneath and now he points out the river too. We drive past a small airport and he observes the planes.  Sometimes we see tractors in the truck garden fields.  We notice things together.

It is fun for me to see the wonder in things through younger smaller eyes. My grandson continually asks me--What is this called?  He is learning about the world.  One thing at a time.

The Ends Justifies....

 I have been lied to and tricked into looking completely stupid from time to time.  I am gullible.  I am sometimes an easy mark.  I am not as suspicious as perhaps I should be.  But, I can tell you one thing, when I have been lied to or tricked by a person, I no longer trust that person.  I might forgive them, but I no longer trust them.

I do not believe that the end justifies the means.  Honesty is honesty.  Crooks and thieves are crooks and thieves.  And liars are the worst of all.

Right now things are going well and this does not reflect my life at the moment, but something came up about something in the past and I reflected upon this.  The end does not justify the means.  The means, the way something is done, matters.  To me it matters.