I sometimes think we were all “left behind,” as Tim Lahaye and his co-author would say.  Like there was a quiet rapture in the middle of the night when only the monks in the mountain disappeared, the monks that we don’t see all the time.

I look around and I see relationships torn apart for stupid reasons. I don’t know if this is a new development, or if everyone, at a certain point in their lives, looks around and wonders what exactly is going on.  I write to figure it out, but if writing were the answer, would Shakespeare have figured it all out eons ago?

I guess some people erect statuesque monuments to ideas for the same reason I write.  Others may paint pictures in millions of meticulate brushstrokes.

But the way the world is now just makes me think there’s a God up there shaking His head at us.  Most of us try.  We pick up people who fall, we support other’s weights.  We open doors for old women who have their arms filled with paper bags.  We try not to curse people.

On a national level, though, I feel at a loss.  I feel the world losing something.  Or maybe struggling to regain something it lost.  I don’t know if we’ll find whatever it is, but I hope we do.

Then maybe the wars will come to a low simmer.  Maybe.  Maybe not.

Posted on August 31st, 2006 by Joy
Filed under: Uncategorized, War