I would have been just like the Israelites in the first reading. Grumbling. Complaining. Feeling pity for myself. Blaming God. Blaming Moses. I would have been no fun at all. Why could I deal with my adversity like the Samaritan woman at the well? She gets to know Jesus and becomes an evangelist. He lets her know he loves her and has something much better than simply a bucket of water. As we handle the adversity of the Coronavirus, will we grumble, or will we evangelize?