Saturday, June 27, 2020

two full days

Our lives have been a pleasant busy (housework, yardwork, animals, family responsibilities and some time for hobbies) during the shut down, but now that things are starting to open back up we are finding our schedules filling up a little more.

Yesterday the Raleigh chapter of Quilts of Valor (Patriotic Piecers NC) met outside the quilt shop where we used to meet (the classroom is still closed because it's not possible to social distance in there and the bathroom is still closed to the public) to swap quilt tops and completed quilts. Then we had a zoom meeting in the afternoon which lasted almost two hours to take care of some fun business needs. I would have never guessed we would shop online as a group via Zoom!! It was kind of fun, even if it did take a little bit of time, but it was good to catch up with everyone. Our new group leader has been able to make a few presentations via Zoom (when a veteran is late 90's or 100 years old or on hospice, you don't want to postpone that presentation!!!) and we have another Zoom presentation coming up in July.

Today some friends from church dropped off two "messes" (a plastic grocery bag full) of two different types of green beans. I managed to get them snapped, washed, blanched, bagged and in the freezer before we headed to Youngville for a wedding.

We were both a tad apprehensive about wearing a mask to a wedding. That is one of the thing's the Governor's order allows an exemption for, but when you are in a different town surrounded by young people you don't know, we didn't feel that was the time to let our guard down. We were more than a bit relieved to arrive and see others getting out with their masks, and outside the church they had hand sanitizer and masks available near the register. Inside there wasn't a whole lot of social distancing, at all, and for once I was thankful there was not a wheelchair space cut out in the pews and Bobby had to sit in the back away from everyone else. My mother-in-law took her mask off almost as soon as the music started. I'd say between 30-40% of the people were wearing masks, and most of the ones not wearing them were young people. The reception was postponed until a date in the fall since they felt there was absolutely no way they could have it and social distance. The wedding party and immediate family was going to meet at the bride's house for supper, which I thought was good.

We stopped for supper on the way home, then got home in just enough time to pull up Facebook live and watch Bobby's youngest nephew, John David Moffitt, graduate from Beech High School.

So it's late, I'm tired, and hope to be in the bed by 11:30 tonight. And if all goes well, I'll only have to get up once during the night. (But that might be too much to ask for!)


Tuesday, June 23, 2020

halfway and still facing both directions

Since the death of George Floyd, life in America has continued to spiral in ridiculously crazy circles, much like that teacup ride at Walt Disney World. I do not expect anyone to read all this, but I am trying to chronicle what is happening so I can look back at it later. I still cannot believe that we are halfway through 2020. A part of me feels like this year just started, and the other part of me feels like we have lived through three years already.

In the course of one day, I've had two different nurse friends living in two different states post about the overwhelming numbers of people coming in for coronavirus testing, all exhibiting symptoms that they have never witnessed before in their 20+ years of nursing. And in the same day, I've read posts from two other friends who are mocking the media for posting on the virus and making comments about how this is all government mind control and clearly not real.

Sunday we actually went to church for the first time since March. And while I knew the church was doing everything it could to enforce social distancing, I also knew from what little snippets we saw before and after church on livestream that a few people are not taking this seriously. We wore our masks. We got a few eye rolls, and had one person tell us he wasn't going to live in fear. I told him I wasn't afraid either, but I did want to be wise. We've seen firsthand how seriously the medical field is taking this virus, and I know what is at stake for us should one of us get it. The irony is not lost on me that in China students were mortified when I never wore a mask during flu/cold season. They do, by choice. And they considered me extremely reckless and foolish for not wearing one. And now, when there is a new strand of disease around the world, and many people around me are not wearing one, I am choosing to wear a mask. I'd say 60-70% of shoppers in Target wear one; the grocery store depends on what time of day you go, but it is almost always 50% or more. My family in AL says almost no one there wears one, but that could also be why their numbers are climbing ever higher.  The number of deaths from Covid in our country now equal the deaths of forty 9-11s.

Statues and monuments have been defaced and vandalised around the country with all the protests.  Some of them do need to come down, but I wish they had come down through dialogue and discussion and not by mob rule. There had been talks by the NC Historical Commission in the last 3-4 years about adding more statues and plaques that place a true historical context around the civil war era monuments, but nothing was ever done. I would have loved to see the one statue of the soldier removed from its pedastal and placed alongside statues of a Union soldier, a slave, and a farmer, with a plaque bearing the dates of the war, dates of emancipation, and an estimate of the numbers of deaths and costs from NC in each category, along with the refrain stated in letters over and over throughout those four ghastly years "War is hell." I think people would be startled at the high cost to everyone involved. But they didn't, and they won't. The reality is most people know there are statues and monuments, but I don't think very many people are aware of what they represent, who put them up, or how long they have been there. So if they truly aren't serving as reminders to the costs and sacrifices of so many, why are they up?  Historians and protestors alike would be appalled to hear me say that, for different reasons, but times like this make me think about God's command not to have graven images, and I can't help but wonder if we as a people, both sides, have failed to see this as subjective artwork and instead  have place more significance onto metal than there should ever be placed.

But the Civil War era is not the only area of history being targeted. Anything and everything pertaining to racism is fair grounds for vandalism and attack. I think the current list is George Washington, Andrew Jackson,  Thomas Jefferson, Ulysses S. Grant, some Catholic priest I've never heard of, Francis Scott Key, Theodore Roosevelt, replicas of the Vietnam War wall, and the WWII memorial in DC. One of the leaders in the Black Lives Matter movement is also calling for all stained glass windows or statues bearing a White Jesus or White Mary be destroyed, as they are inaccurate presentations of Christianity. While I totally agree with him that it is inaccurate and wrong, I am also aware that almost every culture has drawn the Biblical figures not in their historical, ethnic depiction but in their own likeness, whether it be Asian, Latino, or European. And that doesn't bother me much. Advocating for people to destroy another's religious structures is not cool. At all. It will be interesting to see if people adhere to that or draw the line there.

Meanwhile examples of police brutality continue to come to light. If I were President, I think I'd call together a few police chiefs from cities, a few from small towns, a few reps from NAACP, the heads of several gaming and app groups, a few lawyers, and a few drill sargeants from Camp LaJeune and attempt to have two apps created (one for city policemen and one for small towns) that would essentially be a video game that would take the police through real life scenarios and could teach/enforce what behaviors/comments cause triggers for escalation or violence and what would de-esculate a situation. It might not change anything, but it would be a good starting point for department heads to look at their employees and see who needs further training or dismissal. Speaking of dismissal, so far Raleigh's police chief, who is African-American, is refusing to step down and has the backing of the mayor. I cannot even begin to fathom the hurt she must be facing. There are changes coming about, though most of them are based on a city-wide basis, which is as it should be. Applying band-aids to every department when some need major surgery and others simply need an examination is not a wise practice.

All of this is a true reminder that sin of any kind, when swept under the rug, eventually causes heartache. I pray our nation heals, but also that it finds true repentance first.


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