Originally posted: 6/1/2010
I was sitting outside with my mother last night, enjoying the gloaming after a pleasant and peaceful Memorial Day barbecue, when it suddenly occurred to both of us to look for the Last Judgement chapters of the Gospels. We read a passage out of Mark about apocalyptic earthquakes, famine, and destruction — “When you hear of wars and rumors of wars, do not be alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come.” I think I just laughed but it was nervous laughter. At no other time in my life have those words sounded so apt for the times. And that freaked me out
But I was already freaked out. I had a mini nervous breakdown this weekend, created by a variety of factors — exhaustion, stress, Gulf oil spill disaster, financial market weirdness, strange storms that take down trees, and probably most of all, the need I’ve felt to continue to carry on with my life as though nothing were happening.
