The Misty Mist and the Dusky Dusk

 We didn't take our umbrellas on our walk today.  What's the point?  It wasn't raining, but the air was so heavy with water droplets that it was a little like walking through a light shower.  They just hang in the air.  It was a beautiful walk!  I so love this weather.  We were both bundled up, so the cold and damp didn't deter us.

We didn't go out until three, and it was already twilight.  The sun set at 4:11, but it takes a while to fully dip below the horizon.  It begins its descent early in the afternoon.  It reminds me of C.S. Lewis's account in "The Great Divorce" where he describes a bus ride from hell to heaven.  People at the bus stop were living in a perpetual twilight.  

It is a cozy feeling - twilight, but I don't think I would want to live in it permanently.

We walked to the post office, where for the first time ever here, we waited less than 3 minutes!  There has always been a long line.  But everywhere we went was deserted, so very quiet.  Perhaps people are getting so very tired of lockdown, they have entirely given in and just stay at home.  There are large signs on the freeway "STAY HOME."  

Westgate Mall, a very popular destination was almost devoid of customers at 3:30 in the afternoon.

Christ Church, also a very popular destination was empty.  You see what happens to hair here on a day like this - especially hair that is weeks, months overdue to be cut.


At the post office, a very kindly man helped us.  He noticed our tags and wanted to tell us about the young elders who used to come in months ago.  We told him a little bit about why we are here, and he said, "Bless you."  I felt heaven's blessings from his kindness.  To quote a greeting card sentiment, "How beautiful a day can be when touched by kindness!"  I wonder if he knows how that lifted my spirit.

He also said so very reassuringly, "Missionaries, the government will let you stay....no worries."  I wondered if perhaps he was an angel, just placed there today to reinforce our faith.  He said that he was from Nigeria, but I think he dropped in from heaven.


On another note, I wanted to introduce you to Bill (aptly named by David - our grandson).  We see him nearly every time we leave.  He is a Heron and he spends his days hanging out on this one little spot of ground.




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melissa said…
What a sweet man!!
November 21, 2020 at 7:57 AM
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