The election. Coronavirus. 2020.

For months, my nightly bedtime prayer has been for God to just pour Himself out over our nation and create in people an absolute distaste for lies. That no one would have the stomach for deceit and that His light would just penetrate the darkness and reveal sin and lies. I know God hears me. I know I am not the only one praying for it.
And yet I feel like each day we are just swimming through the falsehoods. The abject UGLY that is being thrown at us.
Why are we going back under lockdown? We can’t have groups larger than 10 assemble, but riots are allowed?
Marie and Tabitha’s soccer banquet was scheduled for Sunday evening at a park pavilion. It was already pared down from the wonderful gatherings that had taken place in churches (our church the last two years) to an indoor/outdoor park experience. It had also been just for Varsity players, meaning the three teams of Modified players were going to be denied their night of celebration and fellowship.
And then Governor Clownshoe says after 10PM this evening no groups greater than 10 can assemble.
So – our wonderful coordinator quickly moved the party to HER barn for tonight from 6-9PM. I had to work, but John was able to take Tab and Marie over.
Marie led worship.
Thankfully, other parents sent me some photos.
And they got to spend a little more time with their friends. Only about 40% of them were able to attend on short notice.




The end of this season means the end of organized fellowship with the likeminded families.
We are planning gatherings though. But – I can’t record them in real time… 