According to Harrold Camping, the end of the world as we know it would come to an end on Saturday May 21, 2011 at 6pm. The week of the impending end of days was crazy in social media. The jokes were endless. Most of them were quite funny but after a while, I kinda felt bad for laughing. At 5:30pm on Saturday, I took a nap. I woke up in my bed at 8pm. Not raptured. I honestly did not believe it would happen to me because as a Christian, I believe what God said and He said no one would know when He comes. He will come like a thief in the night. But I couldn’t help but think about those who truly believed. What faith that must have taken. And then for all of us to mock their beliefs. Much like the Pharisees mocked Jesus as He died on the cross. Wait a minute. Don’t bite my head off. I’m just making a slight comparison. When I look back at it, I realize how cut throat we all were in mocking the belief of others. Oftentimes, Christians do this so easily as if we have all the knowledge. We could use a little of that conviction and put it to good use. Pictures of clothes left behind as if the person ascended to Heaven was proof of a joke gone too far. How surprised would we have been if it really happened? Again, I’m not saying that I agree with the guy. I knew for myself that it was not true and I’m apologizing for mocking him.
I was gonna write a post about the ten reasons why Haitians believe the rapture is voodoo but I couldn’t find enough volunteers that would say something beyond man not knowing the day nor the hour. Meh.
Anyways, the only rapture I’m caught up in is love. Hello, Anita!