We are now 17 months into the global pandemic. The 'Delta' variant is causing COVID-19 deaths and hospitalizations to spike. People are getting sick almost everywhere. Several of my co-workers have gotten ill. The government is now encouraging those of us who got shots earlier in the year to get a booster 8 months after our first dosage because it appears that the effectiveness of the vaccines wanes over time. This pandemic shows no sign of finishing.
And I'm pissed. So angry at the lies people have been willing to hear.
About masks.
About social distancing.
About the vaccine.
We could have been over this a long time ago, if not for a dimwit President who said this would magically disappear, and when it did not completely screwed up the response because he was afraid he would lose his election (which he did anyway) if he told the truth.
We could have been over this earlier this year, if not for people who decided it was better to believe lies about vaccines. Now generally 90+% of those who are getting seriously ill or who are dying are those who are not vaccinated. And now because of their stubborn refusal to accept reality the virus has mutated and we might be dealing with this for years to come.
We could have been over this during the summer, if not for craven Republican governors who decided to act as if no lessons had been learned last summer, that letting people think they are 'free' because they are irresponsible will win them elections. The virus doesn't care about your ideology. It doesn't care about your 'liberty'. It doesn't care about how tired you are of being careful.
As a Christian I know I need to be sympathetic to people who get sick. And I am sympathetic to those who are vaccinated but yet have had a breakthrough positive test. I have compassion on children who are not old enough to be vaccinated or whose parents will not let them be vaccinated and who get the disease.
But these people who refuse to get vaccinated, who refuse to mask up, who refuse to stay home...I have nothing anymore. My patience with these people is finished. I stay away from them. I have a hard time praying for them. And I am so very, very angry at them all. They choose to believe lies. And all of us are going to suffer as a result of their stupidity.
Forgive me, Lord, for my anger.
I am writing this because perhaps in expressing this I can get it out of my mind. The narrative that has been building in my head over the past few weeks won't leave on its own. Only God can take it away, and perhaps this will allow him to do so.
Forgive me, Lord, for my arrogance.
