Lemonade

You know that really annoying platitudinous platitude, ‘When life give you lemons, make lemonade.’?

Well, I have my own version. When life gives you Covid, do a jigsaw

And then there’s that other option; listen to an audio book.
If you’re feeling very self-indulgent, do them both at the same time.

One of the church families went to The Big Church Day Out (or I may have that the wrong way round, it may be The Church Big Day Out) and I have no idea what went on there (not being the gregarious kind) but they all came back with Covid. Of course they stayed away from everyone like good responsible people and we’re certainly getting used to ‘Covid, the gift that keeps on giving’. Thankfully the infection seems to be growing milder and when Sunday comes around we behave sensibly, no crowding, no hugging, doors open etc but even with all that…. church is the only place I could have caught it. I’m infected and so is Mark who sat next to me. I’m sure that others will be, like ripples spreading outwards.

What’s the lesson in that there series of facts? I reckon it’s ‘In this life you will have trouble.’ No matter how many hymns you sing, or services you turn up for, how ever many pews you warm…. you aren’t immune from the chaos and unpredictability of life. Thank goodness! And who wants to stay locked away for ever? Imagine never being able to meet your friends again, to give ’em a hug, to tell silly jokes, to sing and bicker and all that jazz. This is a small price to pay for friendship and community.

Normal service will be resumed as soon as I’ve stopped coughing.