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The "Rapture" is supposed to occur today.

It is supposed to happen in "rolling timezones" at 6 pm until everyone who is going to be "called home" is and then will move on to the next timezone. Those of us "left behind" (which I fully anticipate) will endure trials and tribulations until October when the world will come to an end. Okay, well it is after 6 pm in places like Australia, New Zealand and Japan, no word of the Rapture occurring thus far. I have been reading the wire services just to make sure.

I feel sorry for those who feel compelled to prophesize the the Rapture or the end of the world and even sorrier for those who choose to believe it. The man who has announced the Rapture for today has predicted it before for September 6, 1994 (It may have been December) and was wrong yet people are believing him now and preparing to be "called into the bosom of the Lord." I don't think anyone has a clue about when the Rapture will occur if it does occur and truly I believe it will be difficult to find the righteous except among infants and small children. I think everyone else can be pretty sure they will be left behind. Oh there may be some truly good people who will be "taken home" but I think there will be very few older children, teens and adults who will make the cut. I just don't see it happening.

As for the end of the world well I think we will all be taken by surprise but really shouldn't be, we as a species in first world countries have done pretty much whatever we can to ensure the end of the world as we know it. I think the planet will survive in some form but I don't think that we as a species will because we are destroying precious resources daily.

My prophecy is that what will be will be and that we can't do a lot about it save gobbling up finite resources at a rapid rate. Except for that we are pretty much on our own. The Universe can only do so much to shelter us from ourselves.

I feel pretty confident in what I have foretold. No timelines, no words of expected tribulations, just that humankind is destroying itself and wounding the planet at the same time. I may not see this happen and I hope I don't but my descendants may well see the end. I am sorry that they will have to live through that. If I could change it for them I would.

What a sober Saturday morning!  It is 3:36 am local (CDT) time.



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May. 21st, 2011 01:48 pm (UTC)
Darn and I was already to go. . . .(Grin) I do believe a little differently than you - but TOTALLY agree that it is a sad day when people are so desperate to get out of here they'll believe some crazy guy who's been wrong before. . . (or even believe him the first time)

Love you Ardee Ann
May. 21st, 2011 08:27 pm (UTC)
I enjoy talking about the rapture as a piece of made up doctrine that didn't arise until the 1830's or thenabouts.

But my family, and especially my dad, was so into Hell and punishment that combined with the Cold War and all the "duck and cover" stuff, I was always frightened of the end of the world when I was little. It didn't help that we had a paperback version of A Woman Clothed with The Sun on our bookshelves. The visions at Fatima scared the life out of me. I don't know if you had the sense while being Catholic that everything was a sin and you were pretty much done for. Where I went to [middle] school the atmosphere was like that. Much with the doom.

I hope the world lasts, that we catch it in time, before climate change does it in. I would like our progeny to have something to enjoy, and I'd like them to be around to enjoy it.
May. 21st, 2011 11:21 pm (UTC)
Being Catholic...
I was raised as a pre-Vatican II Catholic in my early days. This is the benefit of being a little older than you. I know all about the pure white milk bottle of my soul and everything fun or of any interest being a near occasion of sin. I picked up on the phrases "going to hell in a handbasket" and "the road to hell is paved with good intentions" back when I was rather young. I figured I was going to hell and that I may as well get over my fears of it.

I lived in Houston, a prime target in the Cold War era, especially during the Cuban missile crisis so, I remember being taught to live as if each day was our last. Heady stuff for someone in kindergarten.

I was "bold and brazen" in high school the nuns prayed for me a lot although I am certain that some were praying against me. Not all nuns are "Sister Bertrille." Remember Haley Mills in those Catholic school girl movies, well I made her look like an actual angel.

My parents weren't big into "hellfire and damnation" which is good. I was "hell on wheels" enough as it was, LOL!!!!

I think the planet will last. I just don't see much hope for humans as a species, I don't think we are smart enough to put the brakes on but maybe I am having one of my rare pessimistic moments and humans as an entity will wake up and smell the coffee.

Sending my love,


PS ~ THE influential book we had in my house when I was a kid was Dale Caragie's "How to Win Friends and Influence People," much less intimidating fare than "A Woman Clothed with The Sun." Maybe that's why I turned out to be as I am, a little cheeky but with some interpersonal skills.
May. 22nd, 2011 08:15 pm (UTC)
Re: Being Catholic...
I remember pre-Vatican II. My second grade teacher, Mother Edward Mary did the milk bottle soul thing, too. I think she may have been the one who introduced us to St. Maria Goretti and scarred me for life with the story of her martyrdom because I didn't think I could refuse someone who was going to kill me.

I was shocked when we moved to Illinois in late 1967 and the nuns didn't wear the long habits and veils that the nuns at my school in California did. They started off wearing shorter habits and shorter wimpled veils, but my 5th grade teacher, Sister Kathryn, wore my mother's dress. I remember Mom bought it at Bonwit Teller. It was so strange to see a nun wearing my mother's clothes and going entirely without a veil. (Oddly, the people in Illinois thought Californians were way "out there" but their religious were way more liberal than ours.)

I don't know what kind of nuns we had in La Crescenta, where I spent 6th through 8th grade. They were from Ireland. Right off the boat, it seemed. I had Dominican nuns in high school. They were fairly laid back when it came to me. I'm not sure why, except I think they could tell I wasn't into anything terrible or even illegal. The vice-prinicpal did see my dad hitting me, so that might have been part of it. My couselor asked me if I was "in love," but that was the extent of asking about any troubles I night have had.
May. 22nd, 2011 09:51 pm (UTC)
Re: Being Catholic...
Ah yes, St. Maria Goretti...the girl we were all supposed to aspire to be. I didn't make the cut!

The nuns from Ireland were they Sisters of Mercy maybe. That is an order that began in Ireland and we had one old nun (older than God) who had been in the US for YEARS but you would have thought she was just off of the boat for real.
Sr. Mary Matthew, God rest her soul tried to reign me it but it was too late. I was a rebel with a cause.

Ah the joys of being reared Catholic!


PS ~ when I came to Arkansas from Louisiana was the first time I saw a nun in a "modern" habit, with no rosary on her side. I was shocked, shocked I say!
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