There are two type of people who wear face masks: Those who submit to their governing authorities and those who wear them out of fear. When I go to a grocery store, I can tell who wear them out of submission. They are the ones who as soon as they leave the premises, remove their masks. They are the ones who don't wear them in their car. People don't like being told what they should wear and those in authority like to lord it over us. It relives me to see people because I am just like that. I can identify with them. To me, mask wearing is social control. Think of it this way: Picture a hand over the mouth. Could you speak if your mouth was cover? How about when a kidnapper covers your mouth? The purpose of that is that you don't scream.
I'm not saying that the virus isn't real. I know people have gotten sick or died over it, but it is how you react to the virus. The reason I don't fear the virus is because Jesus's blood protects me and I am in his protection. I have friends who are the same way. They don't fear the virus. The ones who do will make sure you stay 6 feet apart, wear the mask at all times, except when eating or sleeping. (I even seen them wear them in their cars or when they are outside..
Do you fall in any of these categories? Do you wear mask to submit to the authorities or are you afraid, you might get the virus if you don't?
That night, as Julie spent time in prayer, the air chilled. Julie’s ears perked up to any outside sou"Tha"t "That night, as Julie spent time in prayer, the air chilled. Julie’s ears perked up to any outside sounds, but all was quiet. Too quiet. She walked to the window. A woman closed her car door, followed by a man stepping out and leading her to the motel. Across the street, a woman walked her German Shepard, but no lone man. Must be my imagination.
Julie returned to her time in prayer.
A few minutes later, an unexpected knock startled her.
Julie slowed her breath. It was that man. Why would Jesus warn her not to answer?
“Flower delivery!” a young male voice answered.
“What’s taking him long?” Drew muttered under his breath. He had left to deliver the flowers ten minutes ago! Julie should have accepted them by now. Maybe he should have had the note read “From lover boy.” He cackled. His words caught in his throat. Why hadn’t he thought about that? If Eric found out that Julie had moved on, it would destroy him. Ahh, but he wanted her for himself. And his day would come.
The delivery boy had returned with the flowers and the note. Drew lips pressed in straight line. “She won’t accept them. I even told him they were from her new friend. She won’t even answer the door.”
His stomach clenched. What woman would not want flowers? “Did you tell her they were yellow?” He shook his head, and Drew’s heart rate went up. “You should have. They are her favorite.” He prided himself on that knowledge. “Thanks for trying.” He took the flowers and put them in the seat.
The next time, he would succeed." ---from The Past Hunter.
When we pray, we are in that secret place just as Julie was. David wrote that if we abide under the shadow of the almighty, God will protect us. Reciting Psalms 91 won't guarantee protection. It tells us what happens when we abide in Him. If we stay in his presence, God can be our protection. Psalms 31 is a prayer to God, asking him to protect him. He wrote, "Be my rock of protection, a fortress where I can be safe." God protected David and He can protect you. Many people today fear they would get covid. They wear a mask to protect them, or they ask God to protect them, but they still wear a mask (and out in public and in their own cars!) It is understandable if you want to respect people, but we need God's protection more than we need a mask. God is much bigger than something that covers our face, don't you think?
Author of the Second Chance Series and owner of Unique Pen Press.