Fred and I had plane tickets for tomorrow. We were going to Las Vegas to visit family. Our only previous trip was over ten years ago. But then the coronavirus started spreading everywhere, so we changed our tickets to this coming September. A minor inconvenience, in the grand scheme of things. But that was just the beginning.
New York City is a ghost town. Las Vegas is dark and empty. St. Peter's Basilica is LOCKED. Mass in little ole Ashland, Kentucky, is cancelled indefinitely 
The reading of the Passion will take place in empty churches around the world. We will watch or listen on the internet. Where are we? Some days it seems we have fallen down a rabbit hole.
The reading of the Passion will take place in empty churches around the world. We will watch or listen on the internet. Where are we? Some days it seems we have fallen down a rabbit hole.
My generation saw the draft take our classmates to war and many of them never came back. Our world went kinda nuts but it was with people coming together and trying to figure things out. This is so so different.
The whole world has been given a time-out. Time to consider our lives and our families. Time to weigh the value of things versus people.
Palm Sunday -- Our Lord rode into Jerusalem on the colt of an ass to cheering crowds paving his road with palm branches. Less than one week later, those same crowds were demanding His blood.
Today I am thankful that I have a Redeemer who holds my future in His hand.
Jesus, I trust in You!
