Blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.

CoVid Improves Our Vision

Oh. for the good ol’ days… Photo Diane Nilan

When you’re sitting on a beach cooling off with a cold beverage in hand, it’s hard to imagine what it’s like for someone living in an igloo.

When you’re out mowing your lawn, the world of hurt being ravaged on another part of the country by wildfire might escape you.

When you’re in a remote rural community, going about your business, it’s hard to imagine morgue workers stacking bodies in refrigerated trucks in New York City.

Some painfully know the devastating impact of CoVid. Others painfully deny that it’s real, claiming it’s a government plot. Most of us sit somewhere in-between, immobilized, fearful.

For those commemorating the death and resurrection of Jesus, the story of doubting Thomas offers a clear message about seeing and believing.

In the pre-virus days, soup kitchen fed the hungry. Photo Diane Nilan

We have a hard time relating to the troubles, or happiness, of others in far off places. And that is why we depend on media, social and the old-fashioned kind, to help connect…