Contemplative Comics day 38

The reason the history stuff gets so dramatic here is I was trying to finish my last two classes. I had only taken one at a time up to this point. So I was writing about 50 pages worth of material.

Our next child was due in November, and our church had begun a pretty intense new mission to move into a bigger worship space. It was a complicated plan where we would rent for a year and then attempt to buy the whole complex. Then, use the other space in the area to let small businesses open up.

So my goal was to finish these classes and put grad school behind me so I could just be with my family and focus on our new church mission.

It all means I was doing a LOT of stuff, and I wasn’t doing much of it very well. For the first time in my life, I began to experience anxiety. But I didn’t know that’s what it was at the time.

I tried to play it all off with jokes like this. At least it was funny.