In church on Sunday, the beginning of the Call to Worship, which was based on Psalm 99, went like this:

Leader: God reigns! Let all people tremble!
People: God is enthroned! Let the earth quake!

Now, I know that most, if not all, responsive reading in church is somewhat hyperbolic, but we're in Southern California. Is this really something we should be saying? Even if it is metaphorical, it still gives me the willies.

More and more lately I keep "feeling things" and think uh oh, here it comes, but it's nothing. I keep expecting the big one to hit. It's not something I think of constantly or anything, but just about every time I'm in a foreign environment. What would I do if the big one hits while I'm in IHOP? Duck under a table with my chocolate chip pancakes and hope I don't get smashed by their ugly blue a-frame roof?

More importantly, the ground is shifting under my feet in a more symbolic way right now. Our lease is up for renewal. I just got some potentially horrible news at work yesterday. Things are shaking and I've got nowhere to hide.

Labels: los angeles is weird.

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