December 23, 2020 – Click here to listen
Yesterday I wrote of my wife’s brother’s death from Covid and one of my friends immediately chastised me for not taking the disease seriously enough. He is obsessed with Covid and thinks about it every waking minute. He wants everyone else to be as obsessed with it as he is and since I’m not, he took the opportunity to tell me that maybe this will wake me up.
His version of “I told you so” was just so much hot air to my way of thinking.
He seems to think I should enter a bubble and become a bubble-man. I’m not cavalier about this disease, but I’m not withdrawing from life because of it either. My wife and I do go to restaurants but we either eat outside or socially distanced. His argument is that employees at restaurants may infect me. Well what about employees or people picking through the food at the grocery store, or the deliveryman if I get my groceries delivered? Are they all impervious to germs and viruses?
What about attending church? The one I attend has an usher taking everyone’s temperature when they enter and spreads everyone out to the recommended distance. What about going fishing? A couple of friends and I are outside on a boat and spread out fishing in the sun and a nice breeze. Actually I think it is healthy to be outside fishing. The beach is the same. My wife and I and friends find a place separate from others and sit on the beach and stare at the ocean.
I haven’t seen my kids or grandkids since this mess began but will see them for a week beginning the day after Christmas. I don’t know if I will contract it from them or not, but I’m very much looking forward to seeing them and having
a good time.
Altogether there have been 4052 cases of Covid in the Florida Keys, (all of Monroe Co.) and 33 deaths. It’s hard for me to get too worked up over it. I imagine I’m in more danger from drowning far offshore or being hit by lightning or attacked by a shark scuba diving.
Who knows? I may have Covid now, or I might get it from my kids or grandkids, or for all I know at 74 I might drop dead from a heart attack. I’m not wasting time worrying about it. If I die Jesus will greet me with a big smile and I believe I’ll see my brother, my buddy TK and Murf and all those who have gone on before me.
No one knows how and when they will die, we just know that it is inevitable. In just a few days we will celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ the Savior of the world. It is a great time of celebration. Don’t waste it worrying about Covid, or your job, or anything. Focus on Jesus and His gift to us of eternal life with Him in paradise.
At my age at absolute most I might have another ten years of active good health and I’m not staying holed up in a bubble fearing death and listening to Fox
News or some other outlet telling me how terrible things are and waste a single minute of it.
Don’t shed a single tear when I pass on because I have lived a rich adventurous life and accomplished most of which I wanted. I’m looking forward to the glory of heaven. With that said I will continue on serving God where I can and living life to the fullest until the Lord scoops me up and takes me to my real home and out of this temporary abode. Actually it’s pretty incredible when you think about it.
Revelation 21:3
And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”