Quarantine journals: April 18

I stopped putting a tally in this space. All numbers do is smear and blur the pain and fear. All numbers do is feed the enemy’s lie that it has the power. Today I took my dog on a long walk in the woods. Deliberately, of course. And just to see if there’s any marrowContinue reading “Quarantine journals: April 18”

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Quarantine Journals: April 11

I’ve always liked Holy Saturday. Is that what it’s called? The in between. Good Friday and Easter get a lot of attention, and then there’s Saturday when nothing happens. Silence. Can you imagine being one of the disciples back then? Abandoned. Confused. Hopeless. Bewildered. Utterly disappointed. The One who was supposed to save was gone.Continue reading “Quarantine Journals: April 11”

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Quarantine diaries: April 6 we

364,723 confirmed cases. 10,781 deaths. 19,346 recovered. ***** I couldn’t help it. Before I opened my eyes this morning, my first thought was, What great horror awaits us today? The general public is panicked enough without knowing what those of us in the trenches see every day, every hour, every minute. Again I felt faithlessContinue reading “Quarantine diaries: April 6 we”

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