Hello friends, Happy Saint Patricks Day! I was going to title this post the elephant in the room. But, I want to genuinely celebrate Saint Patricks Day with you first. It is a fun and often silly occasion of celebration and Lord knows we could use a little happy right now. I created a free printable for you! I have always loved this Irish Blessing. Find more free printables HERE.
Happy Saint Patricks Day!
Okay, now for the rest of this post. Please let me preface it by saying, I am not directing it at you, to you, about you. I just need to unburden myself and hope that as my bloggy friends you will understand and support me as I write about the elephant in the room.
I am just as concerned, and maybe a little bit afraid of the pandemic and all of the mania that is accompanying it as you are. Today I ‘m sharing my recent experience at the market. So I am stepping outside the happy Saint Patricks Day box for now.
Hubby and I drove to the market to pick up a few essentials, just like we do every week. The parking lot was full. I mean, last-minute Christmas shopping full. When we walked into the store there was a heavy, tense almost hostile energy in the air.
We both looked at each other and hubby gave my hand a squeeze and said, “do you feel that?” I replied, ” I do, it feels like panic, fear, and anger “. It felt heavy in our chests. I wish I had a better way to describe it to you. It was overwhelming.
As we walked to the back of the store to pick up, distilled water ( there was none) for hubby’s breathing machine, some milk, and eggs, people were rushing around with carts filled with everything you can imagine. Aisles were littered with broken containers, torn flour bags and a whole lot of empty. It was amazing and awful, and well, hard to believe, really. It was like a scene out of an extinction event movie.
Once again, let me stress that I am taking the COVID19 situation very seriously and I in no way intend to hurt anyone’s feelings. I just need to share.
How can someone take 10 loaves of bread when there are three of us waiting to have one each? Wouldn’t 7 be enough and then one for each of us? Why are they grabbing, pushing and I am so sad to say, physically hurting each other?
Is the need to control the uncontrollable, so intense that they would take all the toilet paper? All the” fill in the blank”? Or push someone out of the way for the last tin of lima beans?
I fear this panicked behavior will be far more dangerous than the COVID19 virus. Where is the kindness, where is the selflessness, where is the sharing? Where? Please people please, I beg you, I pray… Please stop!
Step into the light, please show the kindness I know you have in you. Help your neighbor, share with those who have nothing. Lift up those who have fallen and please I beg you to stop the hoarding.
Hubby and I left the store with a few of the items we came for and the heaviness in our hearts remained for a while. I prayed, I prayed so hard, for an end to the pandemic and all that comes with it.
Please share your thoughts about COVID19 and any experience you wish to unburden yourself of in the comments. I also ask that you join me in prayer as we all weather the storm.
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