Back in the far reaches of your mind is a small almost atrophied brain cell holding a memory of “The Lady or the Tiger” Do you remember now? It’s the one where the prisoner must choose a door to open. Behind one door is a tiger ready to spring. The other door if chosen correctly will reveal a beautiful woman. At that point the story ends and an adept English teacher would start a what will happen next discussion. A satisfactory solution has never been reached. That reminds me of this week. In some places by various orders life will be resumed in some form. Whether that proves a good decision or not remains to be seen. So, just crack your door and consider.
I feel a little like our cat Ferdinand as a kitten. An open door was a call to freedom. Once out,
danger lurked and people were calling his name, and he would end up climbing a tree for safety. If I wear a mask, options are available. I can eat out in some places instead of pick up if I still distance myself. Maybe I can go to Walgreen’s or Office Depot. After all they have been texting me daily so I will know what deals I am missing. I keep thinking, there are no guarantees. So, I’ll just cautiously go for my usual walk and let some one else experiment.
Life needs us to be in the midst of it Various workers will prepare themselves and return to a sanitized office. Any chance of a paycheck for some will over ride that fear of infection. Stress and unknown still exist for children and school and who will care for them if both parents work. Knocks on the door and a call to open up come from many sources. Only one I trust.
Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears my voice and opens the door I will come in to him and eat with him and he with me. Revelation 3:20
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