Lot
reached the village just as the sun was rising over the horizon. Then the Lord
rained down fire and burning sulfur from the sky on Sodom and Gomorrah. He
utterly destroyed them, along with the other cities and villages of the plain,
wiping out all the people and every bit of vegetation. But Lot’s wife looked
back as she was following behind him, and she turned into a pillar of salt.
(Genesis 19:23-26, New Living Translation)
This past Wednesday, my
state’s supreme court ruled that the extension of our stay-at-home order issued
by our governor’s administration was "unlawful" and
"unenforceable". With that order overturned, our stores, restaurants,
taverns and churches were allowed to open, with recommendations that they
follow CDC guidelines as far as social distancing, including only allowing a certain number of patrons into each business and requiring them to wear face
masks.
Driving home from work
that day, as I passed our area businesses, I noticed that the parking lots of
all our bars were full. I don’t think any of them were following CDC
guidelines. There was a picture on the internet of a tavern that was packed
with customers.
I felt like I was driving
away from Sodom and Gomorrah and kept telling myself, with face mask still
hanging from my neck, don’t look back, don’t look back.
Now, don’t get me wrong.
There’s nothing wrong with going down to the local tavern and throwing back a
few brewskis with your friends. But we still are in the middle of a pandemic.
Also, I don’t care what
the Republicans or the Democrats are saying. Both parties are filled with more
than their share of jerks (ok, I had to say it, sorry, Lord, excuse my sin of badmouthing
people who deserve it). And it makes my blood boil that they are turning this
into a political war.
But whoever you believe,
whoever you follow, there are still people being infected with the coronavirus,
some are getting really sick and the health care system only has so much
capacity to care for them. Yes, I get it, the economy is spiraling downward at
a crazy rate and people have to go back to work and businesses have to find a
way to stay afloat.
I don’t really have an
answer, but how about if everyone sticks to the middle ground for a change
instead of swinging so far one way or the other.
I don’t know. I didn’t
want to go down this road. I didn’t want to get on my soapbox.
I just picture Lot and his
wife and daughters running for their lives, trying to leave the city before God
destroys it because the sin had gotten so bad there that destruction was the
only solution.
Then I picture myself
running as well, running from the news, from social media, from the spitefulness
on all sides, but running to where I’m not sure. The safest place is into the
arms of my Lord and Savior.
I have a lot of pictures, but none of a pillar of salt. This picture of a diatomite mine in Kenya, which my daughter took in 2010, is the closest I have. |
1 comment:
Chris. Thank you! Insight!
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