Apr 2, 2020
5 min read
It’s Always the Apocalypse
But everything is also always mending
I was born into a world that was always ending.
In our sweaty Texas church of fire and the end of days, we sang, “People get ready, Jesus is coming.” Our Baptist pastor preached that at any moment we’d be taken up in a divine rapture, rescued from this earth, which would burn in damnation, according to the prophecies.
