When all this faldoral started it is important to remember that “flattening the curve” was the big deal.  No one really explained what it meant .  Some thought it had to do with making the virus disappear but it doesn’t have anything to do with that at all.  It was a method to keep the number of patients down so that hospital’s should not be overrun.  Then of course we had no masks, no P>P>C, no ventilators, hospital ships are sent to help and really were not needed.  Hospitals are built in Central Park and not used.  SPorts arenas are turned into hospitals and no patients arise.  Thousands of respirators were made and distributed and never used and they are now wandering the country like the hobos of old looking for a throat.  We went from shortage to abundance in a month but there is always something to bellyache about so now it is testing.

I m reading a book about the invasion of Africa in WW II and it is a sad and also inspiring recollection of those days when nothing seemed to be going well.  Here is a stunning section of the book,

In World War I, more than half of all supplies for American forces were obtained abroad, including nearly all artillery and airplanes. In this war, almost everything would be shipped from the United States, including immense tonnages sent to the Russians, British, French, and other allies. The demands of modern combat were unprecedented. Although a latter-day infantry division was half the size of its Great War predecessor, it typically used more than twice as much ammunition—111 tons on an average fighting day. In Africa, total supply requirements amounted to thirteen tons per soldier each month.


Ok so what?  America gave humanitarian aid during these times as well.  Mercy work was taking place.  There was a global pandemic of hatred and bloodshed and for many American families it was a time of shortage.  I remember my mother talking about collecting fat and tin and rubber and how our family was happy because we got a bit more in gas rations than others because of the farm.  Think of that last sentence – supply requirements for one soldier in Africa for one month was 13 tons.  That is  mind numbing thought.  13 tons for one man.

America supplied all that and more.    We have done the same with this issue and we should be “humbly proud ”

Yet every morning when I get out of bed I recite  Luther’s Explanation to the 1st Article of the Apostles Creed; that God daily and richly supplies me with all that I need to support this body and life.  The Apostle Peter’s exhortation goes through my mind as well.  God in Christ has given me all that I need for life in this world and life in the world to come.

And lately it rings in my ears the joyous Easter strain – I Know That My Redeemer Lives

The suffering and death of Christ to remove the guilt of our sins is the touch stone of our life.  The living Christ is our life line and hope.

4 He lives to grant me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with His eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.

5 He lives to silence all my fears,
He lives to wipe away my tears,
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives all blessings to impart.

6 He lives, my kind, wise, heav’nly friend,
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

7 He lives and grants me daily breath;
He lives and I shall conquer death;
He lives my mansion to prepare;
He lives to bring me safely there.

8 He lives, all glory to His name!
He lives, my Jesus, still the same.
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
“I know that my Redeemer lives!”