Hey, look at us Lusk! We’re doing it. Not so good in some quarters but for the most part we’re hanging in there, helping each other and making it through.
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Hey, look at us Lusk! We’re doing it. Not so good in some quarters but for the most part we’re hanging in there, helping each other and making it through.
Everyone has found different ways to keep most of the businesses open and those that couldn’t are somehow maintaining. I truly feel for the beauticians and the waitresses, the truckers and the ministers. I know I’m not the only one whose hair looks like I’ve been in a cave for a month, or the only one that wants to go sit down and have a cup of coffee with friends and visit for an hour.
The ministers have discovered how to “minister” to their congregations in new ways. Even though it states in the Bible, “Where two or three are gathered in my name, I am there in the midst of them,” there is nothing quite like the gathering at church and I know it is sorely missed.
I have overheard several truck drivers state they are surely getting tired of the microwave sandwiches and would give their load just for a bacon and egg breakfast. But at the same time they realize why and understand it. I feel so bad for these men and women who are making sure we get as much product as we ordered and are doing it not knowing if the next stop will have anything at all to drink or eat.