COVID-19 Lockdown, Day 62
Today was an interesting day. First, I was expecting a package to be redelivered today, but the mail never came. Now I will have to wait until Tuesday to receive the package. Blimey! Yes, I know that COVID-19 slows down everything, so I will just need to be patient. I am going to feel guilty if the postal workers are working tomorrow, a Sunday.
Second, I took my minivan in for an oil change and to have them check the air conditioner. When I turn the air conditioner on, it only blows warm air. I had to spend all of last summer, the world's hottest summer on record, without air conditioning in my car. They had to recharge the car with freon, but the compressor would not start. They need to hold onto Big Syl until Monday so that they can rule out electric wiring. I can never catch a break, it seems. Why must life be so difficult for innocent people and for people who try?
I so hope it is not the compressor because I have already put so much money to essentially rebuild the car. If it is the compressor and I need to pay a fortune, I shall simply go without air conditioner again. Besides, in two years, God willing, I will get another car. As much as I want a crossover or an SUV, I have a feeling that I will settle.
Moving along, I am so glad that there are so many good people out there who want to help First Pentecostal Church rebuild their church. As of now, they have raised almost $8,000 from people across the country. Even a Mormon and an atheist donated. This is the cement that I have been talking about. Even in disagreement, there is still respect.
I still hope they find the perp soon. I still hope there are prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. I am sure that people wonder how I, a Christian and an elder of a church, could be so passionate about punishing whoever firebombed the church. First, I am only human. Second, I have seen too much injustice in my life to appreciate justice. I have seen people who have committed an offense against me get away with it, let I am persecuted for something I have not done. So yes, I do crave justice in its purest form. I am able to ask for and extend mercy for someone who has repented and admitted their actions were wrong. Even with mercy, there must be consequences. If a bunch of teenagers accidentally start a fire and burn down a grocery store, they can be as sorry as sorry can be. Still, their negligence means their neighbors must travel further to buy food. Worse than that, the store owner, insured or not, will be without money for a while. How will he feed his family, pay his mortgage, or stay current on his bills?
Finally, I see that someone else completed my survey. This person says that I should not continue my blog after May 29. Well, the majority has stated otherwise. If you have not completed the survey, tomorrow, Sunday, is the last day. My only reservation about continuing this blog is that I have basically abandoned the book I was writing before the lockdown. Hopefully I will have some time during my vacation to resume working on that. We shall see.
--Signing off.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/church-rebuild-after-attack
Second, I took my minivan in for an oil change and to have them check the air conditioner. When I turn the air conditioner on, it only blows warm air. I had to spend all of last summer, the world's hottest summer on record, without air conditioning in my car. They had to recharge the car with freon, but the compressor would not start. They need to hold onto Big Syl until Monday so that they can rule out electric wiring. I can never catch a break, it seems. Why must life be so difficult for innocent people and for people who try?
I so hope it is not the compressor because I have already put so much money to essentially rebuild the car. If it is the compressor and I need to pay a fortune, I shall simply go without air conditioner again. Besides, in two years, God willing, I will get another car. As much as I want a crossover or an SUV, I have a feeling that I will settle.
Moving along, I am so glad that there are so many good people out there who want to help First Pentecostal Church rebuild their church. As of now, they have raised almost $8,000 from people across the country. Even a Mormon and an atheist donated. This is the cement that I have been talking about. Even in disagreement, there is still respect.
I still hope they find the perp soon. I still hope there are prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. I am sure that people wonder how I, a Christian and an elder of a church, could be so passionate about punishing whoever firebombed the church. First, I am only human. Second, I have seen too much injustice in my life to appreciate justice. I have seen people who have committed an offense against me get away with it, let I am persecuted for something I have not done. So yes, I do crave justice in its purest form. I am able to ask for and extend mercy for someone who has repented and admitted their actions were wrong. Even with mercy, there must be consequences. If a bunch of teenagers accidentally start a fire and burn down a grocery store, they can be as sorry as sorry can be. Still, their negligence means their neighbors must travel further to buy food. Worse than that, the store owner, insured or not, will be without money for a while. How will he feed his family, pay his mortgage, or stay current on his bills?
Finally, I see that someone else completed my survey. This person says that I should not continue my blog after May 29. Well, the majority has stated otherwise. If you have not completed the survey, tomorrow, Sunday, is the last day. My only reservation about continuing this blog is that I have basically abandoned the book I was writing before the lockdown. Hopefully I will have some time during my vacation to resume working on that. We shall see.
--Signing off.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/church-rebuild-after-attack
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