Remember when you were in high school? Once in a great while (at least in my school it was pretty rare) when you did poorly on a test, after much angst and anxiety, you returned to class to learn that nearly everyone had done as poorly as you had and the teacher decided to grade it on a curve. Whew!
It was dark. Frantically he searched for safety. Everything around him seemed so frightening. Shadows. Strange noises.
“How did I get here?”
“What if I can’t find my way out?”
“This is probably my own fault.”
“Where is God?”
“Why is He punishing me?”
In my recent piece, Revelation Overload Anxiety I addressed the nervousness and fear so many are experiencing due to increased private revelations and prophecies that portend big changes coming in the world. Most of us, if we have any sense at all, see that our country, indeed our world, is in dire straits. Each day new atrocities unfold. All that was once held dear is held in contempt as the government rolls over individual rights in an ever increasing power grab, the likes of which we have never seen in America.
It was such an amazing experience to participate along with 2 other people at the “Living the Truth in Love” Conference in Rome to give our testimonies as part of something so vitally important. This conference was scheduled two days prior to the start of the Synod, and was co-sponsored by Courage International, Ignatius Press, and the Napa Institute as a way to begin a dialogue on same-sex attractions.
Read more of my article on Crisis Magazine site: Stepping Forward in Courage
To me, one of the saddest phenomena of modern times may be the paternity test. I guess it’s not the test so much as the reasons for it that get me down. Lawsuits leveled at dead-beat dads seek proof and retribution. Mothers who were promiscuous want to know who actually fathered their child. The hit play and movie "Mama Mia" was predicated on this situation with huge popularity. It’s actually really sad.
Ok, so it’s not in the DSM but I’m starting to see this disorder more and more in my office and among my friends. I’ve even had a few bouts with it myself. Anxiety. Agitation. Nervousness. Emotional paralysis. Sleeplessness. Obsessive thoughts and worries about the future.
We have no shortage of alleged visionaries, private revelation, and prophecies these days.
A great lady passed away recently - one of those unsung heroes you so often hear referenced but rarely meet. She was an unrelenting and unyielding champion of goodness and truth, disguised as a grandma, as so many are. Marie Mawn was a powerhouse of the prolife movement on Long Island, NY. Together with her late husband, John, Marie fueled the prolife cause with humility and dedication.
I’ll never forget my seventh grade English teacher. Ok, I’ll admit, I forgot her name, but I haven’t forgotten her. She was very strict, interesting, and adamantly opposed to any of us using the word “nice.” It was like a cause for her. And we’re not talking just in papers, but even in class. It irked her like nobody’s business. I don’t know how she got through the supermarket with all the “Have a Nice Days.” For her nice was a meaningless menace that she simply could not abide.
Wow, this past Monday was a wild ride with the stock market. I don’t follow it much but listening to the pundits and analysts in the morning was very interesting. There was a lot of volatility and a lot of fear among investors. All eyes were on China with commentators admitting that no one really knows what’s going on there with so much secrecy in that communist country. A huge drop precipitated some sell offs for those fearing it would get worse. The oft repeated line was that the stock market is “no place for the faint of heart.”
You’ve just met the most amazing guy. He shares his feelings. He’s vulnerable. He needs you. His marriage ended recently and you can’t imagine how anyone could let him go. What was wrong with her?! He’s open and shared all the details. She didn’t understand him. She didn’t appreciate him. He tried everything. And, he’s such a good dad! It’s terrible that she has custody of the kids. It’s just unfair.