Skip to main content

No Achohol???

I couldn't believe my eyes! But that's what the sign said. "No achohol will be sold in this store on the days of May 25,26."

What's going on here? What are the people in this town going to do if they can't buy beer for two days?! I mean beer is bought here like Coke or some other soft drink.

But why? That was my question. Why aren't they selling beer on these two specific days?

John asked his tutee and this is what he told him. The pope is coming to Poland on this weekend and all the cities he will be visiting will not sell achohol during the duration of his visit! It feels a little like God is coming to visit this country. I guess our little store in Minsk was just honoring his visit to the country, becausethe pope wasn't planning to stop in our town.

But that doesn't stop the achoholics, John's tutee told him. They just stock up the day before for the days that none will be sold in the stores.

I heard that Pope Benedict held a mass in Warsaw. Almost 300,000 people attended! One lady commented on the news, "I know that this pope isn't Polish or anything, but we still think of him as our pope."

This German pope--we heard he was a former German soldier (!!!???)--is visiting Auschwitz to pray for the departed souls that were cruelly killed there, and of course, he is visiting Southern Poland, the home of the former pope, the beloved Pope John Paul II, who was a Pole and died just over one year ago and would have made his regular visit to his home country this year.

To my ears, all this seems very strange. Something isn't right here. This country honors this man enough to even control what is sold in their stores, but where is their respect for God? God is present in this country every day of the year, but that doesn't stop the sin around us. That doesn't make any difference in their everyday lives. That doesn't stop stores from selling their beer.

But one weekend visit from the great Pope of the Roman Catholic Church is considered a sacred historical event and changes even the merchandise that stores are selling across this country. I'm still shaking my head.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Isn't it interesting how pervasive "religion" is, and how isolated, true Christ-following? Every once in awhile, we actually SEE the difference and its effects. How sad that still the world doesn't recognize Him...who humbled Himself to die for us, who offers us Himself in friendship and mercy every moment of every day...who, if He held His breath, the very world around us would crumble...I share your consternation.
Anonymous said…
Keep up the good work » »

Popular posts from this blog

I Hate Mending

There! That makes me feel better! I... ...detest ...abhor ...despise mending. I'm sure those of you who are virtuous mothers are shaking their heads and wondering what is the matter with me. I don't know where I missed it, but the pile of mending in my sewing center makes me cringe with hatred. Why do I wait until all of Allison's dresses are missing a button before I finally, grudgingly get out my needle and thread? Why does a dress hang for two years in my closet with chopped off sleeves that are only waiting for one seam? Why do John's Sunday pants lay over my bedroom chair for weeks before I finally get around to sewing the loophole back on? I've always hated repairing clothes. When I learned to sew and sewed my sleeve in upside down, I would have rather started all over than to tear out the one little seam. Mending is such a tedious chore. But today, when I finally got around to sewing on six buttons on six dresses, sewing up a hole in the back of another, and...

Do I Feel Loved or What?

More times than not, my December 17th birthday nearly gets forgotten with all the busy Christmas festivities that try to crowd it out. But a few times in my life I have been totally surprised and this year was one of them. We three American ladies got together on Friday for our annual "candy and cookie" day when we make American goodies to give as gifts to our friends here. I thought it a bit strange that everyone was wishing me a cheerful "Happy Birthday" first thing in the morning when I arrived at my friends house. What are they thinking? It's a day early! Oh, well, I thought, they just don't want to forget this year. But I was secretly thinking about the night out that my husband had planned for the two of us the follwing evening. (At a romantic Italian restaurant in Warsaw, at that!) And I thought about the brunch that my oldest son promised to make on my special day. (Imagine that he is old enough to give me such a gift!) The morning passed and at time...

Top Ten Questions

Ten questions waiting to be answered: How should we celebrate Valentine's Day this year or should we just skip it? How can I get my house organized without any effort? Should I prepare a book proposal and send it to an editor? Should we buy property in Poland and build or just keep renting this cold house? Where should we go for summer vacation (or maybe we should just stay home)? How do you keep your children well and entertained all winter with limited indoor space and with only a postage stamp sized property? What do you do when you have 6 pairs of boots and 6 pairs of shoes by the front door and there are only room for 3? What do you do with soaked snowsuits, wet gloves, and stinky socks that come in from the outside? What do you do when your daughter is reading your blog over your shoulder? How can I get my family to come visit me next year?