Hello and welcome where on this day,
Wednesday, May 20, 2020, the debate rages on as to whether we should reopen our economy or continue to stay put. If we reopen too soon there could be more infections and deaths. If we don't reopen people lives will suffer catastrophically from the loss of their ability to support themselves. One of the countries that did very well in dealing with the Covid-19 pandemic was the nation of Taiwan. They have a population of nearly 25 million and as of May 14, they had reported 440 confirmed cases with 401 recoveries and 7 deaths. Taiwan is a very successful and independent island nation but it is claimed as territory belonging to the People's Republic of China. China is now one of the world powers and has used its influence to get most nations, including a majority of the United Nations, to agree with their rights over Taiwan. My point? Perhaps the world could benefit from how Taiwan dealt with the Coronavirus, but, since they lack status and standing they may not be allowed to participate in forums dedicated to this subject. After all, inviting them to come would be an insult to China, and most nations are not inclined to go down that road. Do we live in an absurd world or what?
Shout out to our eldest for coming to our rescue. The professional plumber did the best he could. Four times. He only charged us once but he came time and time again but could never get the leak completely fixed. He worked hard. He replaced everything. But, to no avail. The Stuart Hamblen 1954 song 'This Ole House' comes to mind. His song was a metaphor for our body becoming frailer and frailer. We don't need a metaphor at this address. Our house is nearing 50 years old and most of the infrastructure remains. Things like plumbing and wiring. We always have our own fix-it man as a backup and it took him several tries as well, but, in the end, we can now begin to begin thinking about closing back up the hole we had to make in our kitchen ceiling. We were able to change out some of the old stuff after Hurricane Ike in 2008, however, my guess is some 75% is still the same as when they started work in 1971. What you end up with is the classic routine where when you push down something in one place it shows up in a brand new place. At any rate, we have our Chris who typically comes to the aid of his parents. He has been the family handyman since he was a little guy. His brothers, Jimmy and Rodney are also good at doing house-related repairs. I should be a lot better than I am. I was exposed enough but did not have the interest to pick it up. It was not for a lack of trying on the part of Paw Paw Mac and others, but, thankfully, our boys ended up being more inclined in that direction.
We will be having services at our local assembly this upcoming Sunday. We signed up for the 8:30 a.m. service. It will be different but we are so looking forward to seeing people in person. I anticipate a lot of tears will be seen as we join together as a local body in worship, praise, and the seeking of our great God. The wife has been redecorating one of the bedrooms upstairs. She has spent many hours up there. Paint, cleaning, new this, that, and the other. When she got it close, (because it is still a work in progress), she had me come up and look at it. I helped her put the new bed outfit on. In the process, I asked the question, "Who did you do this for?" Her reply, "Anybody." "And really, for us." I mumbled, "Well it sure looks good and I guess it was a good idea to do it." It may have been one of those do-it-yourself projects while we were doing the stay-at-home routine. Although, I am aware of at least a half dozen or more trips to Home Depot before it was all said and done. I actually appreciate her hard work. When we finished our yard work yesterday I looked at all the extra trimming and clean up she had done and I told her, "Your dad would have been so proud of you today." Her dad, the Preacher, Bro. Wilson Lee Rawles loved to keep a nice, neat yard. It was part of his persona. I also mentioned that I had adopted this year the mowing procedure recommended by our across-the-driveway neighbor, Ellis. He was a sweet old gentleman who liked to give advice, and, he thought it was a good idea to switch up mowing directions every other week. If he could see our yard from his heavenly grandstand he would be pleased but as I told the wife he would probably tell me I could at any time stop with the joke he told about not worrying about the grass since no cows are going unfed because I had way overused it. Well, there you have it. Still taking advice from our mentors. That's how we roll. Take care and may God bless.
Amen. ....More later.
Shout out to our eldest for coming to our rescue. The professional plumber did the best he could. Four times. He only charged us once but he came time and time again but could never get the leak completely fixed. He worked hard. He replaced everything. But, to no avail. The Stuart Hamblen 1954 song 'This Ole House' comes to mind. His song was a metaphor for our body becoming frailer and frailer. We don't need a metaphor at this address. Our house is nearing 50 years old and most of the infrastructure remains. Things like plumbing and wiring. We always have our own fix-it man as a backup and it took him several tries as well, but, in the end, we can now begin to begin thinking about closing back up the hole we had to make in our kitchen ceiling. We were able to change out some of the old stuff after Hurricane Ike in 2008, however, my guess is some 75% is still the same as when they started work in 1971. What you end up with is the classic routine where when you push down something in one place it shows up in a brand new place. At any rate, we have our Chris who typically comes to the aid of his parents. He has been the family handyman since he was a little guy. His brothers, Jimmy and Rodney are also good at doing house-related repairs. I should be a lot better than I am. I was exposed enough but did not have the interest to pick it up. It was not for a lack of trying on the part of Paw Paw Mac and others, but, thankfully, our boys ended up being more inclined in that direction.
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