On Wearing A Mask
I was uncomfortable before I even got through the parking lot to the store entrance….it’s hot here and the air is “thick”. By the time I picked up a few things and got back to the car, I was close to being in respiratory distress. I had to sit and recover in the air conditioning for a bit before I drove home.
Wearing a mask is really hard on me.
It’s not just the discomfort that I find difficult…it’s hard to communicate. I have a hard time understanding what people are saying and they have a hard time understanding me. Attitudes are hard to discern. Without a mask I’m not exactly a ray of sunshine…with one, I appear to be present to collect your soul.
Like I said, wearing a mask is hard on me.
I wear one in public places anyway.
Some would say I do this out of fear. I would say you’re damn right I’m afraid. I’m afraid to catch the virus and even more afraid I might pass it on to someone else. Last time I checked we’re in a pandemic and the numbers here are on the rise.
There are doctors online that say I do not need to wear a mask. There are folks who say that it’s all political. My doctors say I should stay home, but wear one if I go out. The governor says I have to wear one. I’m listening to all these voices, but I’m hearing the voices of my 135,000 dead countrymen and their voices are a bit louder. I think they’re suggesting I go ahead and wear one.
Some of you are angry about the mandate to wear a mask. To be honest, I have a hard time understanding this. I can understand being angry over the economic loss, the loss of life, and the loss of health of those who have survived the virus. I’m not angry, but I mourn. It seems a waste of needed energy to be angry at a virus that doesn’t care about my emotional state or political affiliations. I don’t know about you, but I find energy hard to come by these days…
Some of you want to argue about the particulars of the pandemic and how we have responded to it.
You might be right…I may be wrong. Or vice versa…or maybe we’re both right and wrong.
Again, I don’t have the energy or the desire to fight over this. It won’t heal anybody or fix anything.
So…I’m going to wear a mask when I go out to public places.
I’m going to pray every day for people who have to work all day wearing one and have to deal with angry people and those who have the personality of the Grim Reaper.
I’m going to pray that our politicians act in wisdom and compassion.
I’m going to pray that our medical experts come up with another miracle of modern science.
I’m going to pray for protection for those on the front lines…clerks and nurses and doctors and anybody at risk from public contact.
I’m going to love people who think me a deluded fool and hope that they’re right.
I’m going to put on my mask and follow Jesus.
He’ll take care of my “rights”.
I’d tell you to make your own application, but that would probably start argument about the applications…