Thursday, May 19, 2011

Hey, Hey The End is Coming

Surely you've heard that the Rapture is scheduled for Saturday? Well now you know. According to this group of crazies the folks at Family Radio,  headed up by Harold Camping, it's coming. So be ready. Sound the trumpets, yall.

I first heard word of this when billboards popped up in Green  Hills months ago, but I'd mostly forgotten until the past few weeks, when Post-Rapture Looting Parties began popping up on my newsfeed. Which give me quite a chuckle. Plus, I'm having flashbacks of Girard Middle School, 1994, when ole Harold's camp speculated The End was near. I actually had a few friends whose church held an all-night vigil, and being the mean 11-year-olds we were, we gave them a hard time when they showed up to school the next day unraptured.

So of course, though I may waiver in my feelings of literal translation of teh Bible, I do tend to believe that when God says we don't know when The Day is coming, no one knows. And especially not Harold. But they're standing firm, and "back up" their claims. You can check their site out here, or watch the video below:



Now, of course I take the idea of the Rapture and the End of the World seriously. I don't mock the idea in general, and like my pastor Pete Wilson says in his blog entry on the topic, I feel bad to poke fun at other believers, for surely they think they're doing a good thing here. But when it comes down to it, I'd rather laugh.

But I can't help but think that if The End were near, what have I crossed from the Bucket List I wrote back in 2008? Not much, I'm afraid. Actually, not one thing from it. Wow. If anything, I've added to it. I did finish my Masters and move, though not to what I'd described as a "thriving metropolis." And I got to ride on a stretch of the Blue Ridge Parkway. Getting closer and closer to that tattoo (if only I'd put "a nose ring or tattoo" instead). Otherwise... I'm slacking. I think it's time to regroup.

But if I DO have only two days left, or maybe around 30 hours, if we're talking midnight on May 20th, here's what I want to accomplish:
  1. No frowning. I will smile and enjoy my last days, even for the 8 hours I'm slaving in front of a computer and the 8 hours I'll spend waitressing tonight. 
  2. Make sure all of my loved ones know I love and appreciate them. 
  3. Be thankful for all of the things I've been blessed with in this life so far and not dwell on all the things I believe my life lacks.
  4. Do some laughing. Like the pee-in-your-pants kind of laughing.
  5. Probably do some post-laughter laundry. 
  6. Spend some time in prayer. And quality time, too. Not "nodding off to sleep and actually falling asleep in the middle of it as an afterthought before I go to sleep" prayer. 
  7. Revelry. I'm going to rejoice, dammit. Good thing I'm headed to Birmingham tomorrow to be among 95% of my most bestest of friends to celebrate Lizzie and Kerry's engagement. 
  8. Make a playlist of all of the End of the World songs. 
  9. Since #18 of my original list will be hard to accomplish in a day, perhaps I'll grab one of my friends or even a random and make out with him a bit. And he better be one hell of a kisser.
I'll leave you with my favorite End of the World song, or at least the first one that popped into my head and now won't leave it, from Nashville band Luna Halo:


But really, let's just all be nice to each other during these End of Days. Conor Oberst says it best in LNSO:
 To love and to be loved... Let's just hope that is enough.

(PS: I sure do hope God has a sense of humor.)

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