Sunday, April 12, 2020

This is Easter Sunday. We will worship at home.

It has been weeks now and our churches and our nation have all sheltered at home. A tiny invader lurks. We are thankful for a servant of the people. However this servant is not one but thousands. Correct, the true servant is hundreds of thousands most of whom do not speak.  They do. Repeating, almost all are for the most part silent. If they are talking or talking and rambling they are not of Jimmy Carter's stature.

I'm sorry for rambling as above. Thank you to all our real servants of the people.

Nurses gowned up within inches of the invader. Nurses sad, silent and servants.

Yesterday morning near 7 AM I asked a young man running check out if he would have a long day. His response he would be working for the next eleven hours. Servants do the task.