I have no reason to be unhappy. I am doing what I love. My wife and I are closer than we've ever been. My kids are beautiful, smart and fun. And yet, I feel surrounded and connected to a deep sadness. In me and around me. Friends whose children are dying, family going through health problems that they have neither the emotional or financial resources to endure, neighbors facing major heart surgery, a nearby pastor whose healthy wife died unexpectedly in the bedroom while he watched TV a room away, not to mention an entire city that's gonna get bitch slapped by a hurricane when they've barely gotten on their feet from the last beating .
And then, there's this... Every time I get a look deep inside someone, a glimpse of what they're really feeling, I see doubt. Doubt that they are worthy to be loved, doubt that anyone cares for them, doubt that God has a clue what's really going on down here.
Does anyone else feel it? What's going on? I am simultaneously overwhelmed by the saddness and scared that I am losing the ability to give a damn.