The Pandemic Effects Us All

I just got a letter. When was the last time you received an actual hand written letter in the mail? It’s been ages.

This one was interesting as it pointed out an unthought of effect of the global pandemic that is both a terrible thing and a wonderful thing depending on your point of view.

The envelope contained two things. One, as mentioned, was a handwritten letter addressed to me. The writing was a little sloppy but I believe the signature said Gloria. The other item in the envelope?

A Jehovah’s Witness pamphlet.

I’ll give you a couple of minutes to stop laughing. It took me about 10 to calm down, so I’ll give you that much at least.

Okay, better? Okay.

The letter opened with an apology. The author (again, Gloria?) expressed her disappointment at not being able to come and see me in person, but due to the corona virus (two words) pandemic she could only keep in touch through the mail.

I’ll give you a couple more minutes to stop laughing.

Okay, better? Okay.

When I stop and think about it I realize how selfish I’ve been. Here I am worrying about the effects of the lock down on my family and friends and on all of the people who cannot work, or who have to work in potentially unhealthy circumstances despite safety warnings and I never once stopped to think about the plight of the missionary community and how hard it must be on them to not be able to canvas random neighborhoods and knock on random people’s doors and save their souls through the good news of whatever cult they happen to be shilling for that day.

Okay, we’re all going to need a few minutes to stop laughing. You’re welcome.

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