The Disease of Fear
We don’t need more religion – and I say that as a committed Christian and staunch defender of religious liberty – if such religion only produces more trepidation. We need more love, and in pursuing that outcome, we find ourselves finding more of God who “forgives our sins and heals our diseases,” especially the disease of fear.
Amen, Ronnie, Amen!
In the late Middle Ages a mysterious illness swept through parts of Europe killing thousands. Then, as enigmatically as it had arrived, it disappeared. Physicians, working with their primitive insights, simply called it “The Sweating Sickness” (though today’s scientists think it was a hantavirus).
The disease manifested itself with sudden, violent, chills followed by headaches, exhaustion, and delirium. Finally, the victim exploded in a wringing sweat – thus the name – and collapsed into a deep sleep. A few recovered, but most never woke again. This was the medieval equivalent of a terrifying zombie apocalypse. And adding to the terror was more terror, as almost every person who contracted this disease complained that their first symptom was inexplicable fear.
Medical experts today call such a symptom, “the overwhelming sense of impending doom.” No longer associated with “The Sweating Sickness,” it is a real condition experienced by those having heart attacks…
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