On Friday night, I finally felt hope after a long time without it.
Unfortunately during this crisis, I’ve struggled to find anything to write about. Part of it was that I perceived I had nothing new or enlightened to say. The other part was the creative section of my brain just hasn’t been “feeling it” the last month or two.
Anyway, back to Friday night. So myself, my daughter, and my Golden Retriever (who has been living her dream life since the virus hit) – got into the car and headed to our local Andy’s Frozen Custard to reward ourselves for whatever reason. When we arrived, I felt a tiny spark of light inside my heart.
We had to wait for our turn behind five cars in the drive-through – people were out supporting the economy in a small but powerful way.
The four workers were hustling and bustling inside to fill orders – people were at work again.
A “Now Hiring” sign was prominently displayed – people are hiring.
The walk-up counter was open – people were in groups talking (while practicing social distancing of course).
And finally, when we drove away. I kid you not – the drive-through line was at least twelve to fifteen cars deep! I had a brief flashback to the final scene of Field of Dreams.
There was hope. Community, socializing, work, business transactions, and happiness were all prominently on display at that little custard stand.
And this hope will not lead to disappointment . . . (Romans 5:5)
Thanks for reading – the creative gene is slowly making a comeback 🙂