More Lonely Than Ever

More Lonely Than Ever

Last Friday morning my Mother emailed me and said, “I heard that Hawaii is gearing up for a nuclear attack. Do you know anything about this?” An hour later I read on my newsfeed that a rogue planet called Nibiru is on a collision course with the earth and everything will go to hell – but that was supposed to happen yesterday and we’re still here, so I don’t know whether to take it seriously. Meanwhile, last week, rescue workers in Mexico held up signs that read “Silencio,” so they could hear the cries of those trapped in the rubble. Puerto Rico may be without power for six months. Their government has encouraged 70,000 people to evacuate because of a dam that broke, but because there is no cell reception, they can’t get the word out. The term Rocket Man has a new meaning, and we can now add the word Dotard to our lexicon.  And just now I got some news blip on my phone that the North Korean envoy has called Trump’s rhetoric a declaration of war, and has threatened to shoot down U.S. military aircraft. But just as I clicked to read more, I see another news piece about why it’s not good to charge your iphone at night, and I almost read that first. It’s hard to know what to pay attention to these days. Hurricanes, floods, earthquakes, North Korea, Iran, Trump, and what it means to take a knee.  It’s hard to keep your heart centered, to pay attention to what matters and find ways to be helpful. And all of this on top...