O Lord the clouds are gathering……
This is a song we used to sing at my old church. I think it is a Gerald Coates song. (Remind me to tell you about the time he came to our church for a weekend. That was a time and a half I can tell you). *Stares into middle distance thoughtfully. Anyhoo to continue.
This first line of this song is shorthand in our house for doom and destruction and I think that is a bit how life feels at the moment. I have not really given Lent the attention I intended to. My attention span is a bit off at the moment. I am certainly liking the “fast from negative thoughts about yourself” texts that I am getting from church every day. If I was going to be a tad critical, the text comes every morning at about 6.15 am and even I manage to hold the negativity back until I get my glasses on first thing. The trick is remembering to go back to it when I am feeling a bit more awake.
Also, am enjoying the Suffolk Vicar’s musings on his website. These are also only a line or so long which is about the limit of my concentration at the moment.
I am quite taken up with the Corona virus carry on at the moment. Not particularly because I think I am going to get it.Who knows? Talking about it though I have been encouraged by something a friend of mine – a scientist and therefore correct – (albeit a very humble Christian type of scientist person) posted this link Nine reasons to be reassured This is excellent but my friend does recommend that you don’t read it on your phone while you are walking because you may well be run over and he thinks you have more chance of that happening than getting any virus.
It is other things that give me pause for thought. The panic buying. Particularly the loo roll. Why bog roll? Or baked beans? Really? It just seems to be a strange reaction to social media and the news. What is a rational response to this? I read this week that the people who can’t stockpile are those who live week to week, which is obvious when you think about it. And now, these people can’t find food to buy. It’s very depressing.
It makes you wonder what would happen in a full on crisis. Outside of what is actually happening, Covid 19 is posing difficult questions to us as a society – about who we are. If Lent is a time for sober reflection then circumstances are concentrating the mind a great deal.
On a personal note, fortunately, Aged Parent cannot get her TV to work so while we are all watching the news in growing horror, she is using her DVD player to happily hoover up Danny Kay in The Five Pennies – completely oblivious to any approaching apocalypse.
On a completely different note. I was thrilled to learn today that there is a ladies open water swimming group in Cornwall who swam in the freezing cold sea to celebrate International Women’s Day.And the name of this brave group of women? The Blue Tits Chill Swimmers. And, on that cheery note off you go with my blessing.