Of course there have been worse things in my life than the coronavirus. First there were the U-boats. I was just a kid, and my mother didn’t tell me they surfaced on moon-lit nights to get a better look at us, there on a neutral Swedish liner in the mid-Atlantic. Then there was polio. It got one of my best friends.
If you don’t believe in God’s providence, I do. My mother, brothers and I made it safely to New York Harbor, and my friend now lives happily with his third wife, having outlived the other two. Life has to be what it is, otherwise it would not be life. And we cry when we lose such a great gift, but I believe life can be eternal.
So much before we keep, as we can, Good Friday and most of all, Easter. I also believe in Easter.
