It is now a bit past 7:00 pm local time in Thailand, well past the hour when Harold Camping promised that the rapture would begin here in our specific time zone. And nothing out of the ordinary has happened in the 5 time zones ahead of ours, Australia, Japan, China, etc.
Mr. Camping, I am sorry to report that: the gigantic earthquakes you predicted haven't occured, no believers have been noted floating heaven-ward, Jesus has failed to put in an appearance, and the trumpet blowing angels haven't so much as farted.
Guess it is time for you to begin your "Countdown to Backpedaling". [You did it before in 1994, so undobutedly you know the process.]
I know this is a repetition on my part, but people have been using the Bible to predict the end of the world for as long as there has been a Bible, and they've never been right. Never. The history of the Christian church is filled with stories of great disappointments that occur when communities get hoodwinked into believing the rapture is at hand. Many scholars of the Bible claim that biblical passages about the End of Days are poetry, not meant to be taken as actual predictions. Not everyone listens to intelliignent people, however, and so, come tomorrow, a goodly number of folks will be confused and disappointed to wake up to an ordinary Sunday.
Interesting article in the Washington Post "If the end of the world is not on May 21, what will Camping’s followers do?"
Nonetheless, I think we SHOULD celebrate this day.
Celebrate life and the ongoing beauty of this planet we are blessed to call home.
Celebrate the human family in which we are privileged to claim membership.
[And hopefully the perennial doomsayers will crawl back into their holes. ]
So guess I will open a bottle of wine, curl up with a new book purchased specifically for the occasion, "The Religion Virus: Why We Believe in God: An Evolutionist Explains Religion's Incredible Hold on Humanity" and listen to some Mozart.
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Requiem de Mozart - Lacrimosa - Karl Böhm - Philarmonica de Vienna
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