Hello Grafted In reader,
This season of life is one that will be etched in our brains, memory, mind, being, for probably the rest of our natural life.
Think for a minute how some words and phrases have changed in your and my lifetime:
- Remember the Armour Hotdog jingle from the '70s? In the type of kids mentioned who like this brand are, big kids, little kids, kids who play on rocks, fat kids, sissy kids, even kids with chickenpox love hotdogs, Armour Hotdogs.
Would that work in our astute age of political correctness?
- Occupations formerly held by males: mail-man, gas-man, milk-man, newspaper boy or girl, etc.
- Words describing state of being: most notably queer or gay.
We call our current pandemic, The Novel Coronovirus. A compound word, not something named after someone or something.
No I am not remonstrating but just remarking on change.
Some of you may be keeping tabs on me by checking my Facebook Page, David C. Russell, Author. Would you tell others they can keep tabs on me there, too?
In terms of faith practice and Torah, some of us are observing the "counting of the omer" which is the period of time between Passover and Shavuot or Pentecost.
There is a prayer that is said to mark each day of the fifty-day period. I close with this prayer:
"Blessed are you, Lord our God, Master of the universe,
who has sanctified us with your commandments,
and commanded us to count the omer.
Tonight is day ## of the omer.
We count the omer to be cleansed of our encrustations of evil and our contaminations.
The presence of YHVH be with us now and always,
Mellow Rock
David C. Russell, Author
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