I know this in my bones: It’s easy when you grow up a certain way to declare that NEVER will your children suffer the same tragedies. And maybe they won’t. But they will suffer.
There’s a church down the street from my Brother-In-Law’s house with an old fashioned letter board outside. It is a lovely church I’ve been inside of a few times. Once for a wedding. Once for a mom’s group. Nowadays, the letter board reads, “Wear a Mask, Save a Life”. Other times it reads “Stay Home,Continue reading “Open The Churches! We Were Never Told To Stop Gathering.”
But, if I made a good choice, dare I even say, a wise choice…then it’s fair to ask myself what I’ve gained and what I’ve lost for the better.