I feel like the whole world has changed this week. From our state requiring masks to be worn inside businesses, to the race issues where a black man was murdered by police (and riots in several cities). Yet my babies are cute, we eat good food, God is good, even in the midst of turmoil, sin, strife and murder.
And, is it week 11 already? I feel the Covid situation has stretched itself into infinity. What I thought would only last a week or two has lasted eleven! I will keep going. We will keep trying to be safe as a family, though I have a extreme dislike of the media lately. I didn't trust them before this, but I trust them even less now. I pray the media starts reporting the truth.
Around week 8, things started reopening here and I felt really positive. Now, at week 11, things have changed and I don't feel hopeful. But I am still praying, and God is still good.