For the past few days, as I sat down at my sewing machine to make masks, my phone rang. Every time I sat down at my machine for the past few days, my phone rang. Literally.
Those of you who know me well understand 2 things: I don’t use the word literally lightly, and my phone rarely rings.
Yet here I am.
So I began wondering if Jesus didn’t want me to sew masks, but I realized it was Satan who didn’t want me sewing masks. Of course he doesn’t want masks to go to people to keep them healthy in the midst of a pandemic.
Plus, it’s Holy Week. Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and Holy Saturday must be particularly difficult days for Satan; he’s probably taking out his frustrations on lots of people.
But he won’t get God’s glory. Not this week, Satan.
And that’s my bit of creativity for today.