I confess. I caved in. After receiving multiple recommendations to watch the Netflix sci-fi thriller “What Happened to Monday?” I finally did it. I will not insist you watch it. I will just fill you in.
The setting is approximately 2073. The world is overpopulated so a law is enacted and enforced limiting families to one-child. All children, except the eldest are… “put to sleep” and all citizens are tracked through electronic bracelets. This is where it gets good. A woman dies giving birth to septuplets. Their grandfather, to prevent governmental execution of the other six, names them after the days of the week, teaches them to usurp Monday’s identity and allows each to go out on the day that corresponds to their name. Monday goes out on her day and does not return so the other six sisters devise a plan to search for their missing sibling while trying to avoid getting caught and executed. It is quite the thriller and incredibly sad. Now you are all caught up.
Remember when we all thought we would see flying cars in the year 2000? Well, I have yet to see one, but many things have happened since then. In fact, since my first blog post in 2018, so much has taken place in my life that I have not even found a way to get you all caught up. I hope to eventually.
Nothing compares, though, to the eventful five months we have faced as a world. This is no exaggeration. On March 11, 2020, the World Health Organization declared the COVID-19 virus a global pandemic impacting over 100 countries and infecting over 115,000 people. When I checked the website for the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention today, the total cases around the world totaled 5,551,793 with over 173,000 cases resulting in death.
As schools, businesses, places of worship, hospitals, organizations, sporting events, restaurants, etc., shut down, we found ourselves confined to our homes, doing everything virtually or wearing a face/mouth covering when going out to public spaces. This is, of course, if our city did not have a curfew.
Two months after, a man name George Floyd died at the hands of police, launching a national outcry for justice and police reform. People took to the streets, exercising their First Amendment right to peacefully assemble. Peaceful protests were quickly overshadowed by looters and criminals taking advantage of the pain of a grieving community to further their greed. Cities have been turned upside down with some mobs taking over police precincts and burning down federal buildings. The lawlessness that has erupted in this country is scary. For a moment I thought I lived in Gotham, and I am literally waiting for Batman to show up.
Over the last five months, I have consumed more television and news than I have ever in my life and sat in front of the computer screen for more hours than I can count. As a result, I have been emotionally unstable, drained, angry, and frustrated. Can anyone relate?
On Monday, I decided it was time to make a change, and get back to Jesus, the source of life, strength, stability, sanity and all things good. It is very difficulty to see Jesus or to hear His voice when you're consuming more news than His Word. For this reason, I began a 40 day fast, in which I will not consume anything except healthy foods and the Word of God. I have a couple of friends who are doing the fast with me. Feel free to join if you would like.
I have been sending daily reflections from my daily readings to a few friends, and one friend asked if I would be willing to share some reflections here. I told him I would except I did not write one for Monday. I will be posting a few in the days to come, but if you are wondering what happened to Monday, now you know.
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