No I’m not saying I’ll meet God in the air on Friday because I’m so holy that I’ll be raptured a full day before anyone else. I’m saying that because tomorrow I’m flying with my wife and daughter to the east coast where I was born and raised and because anytime I travel God seems to take advantage of the reflective mood movement induces and speaks to me.
I’ve written about this personal phenomenon before, where I do some of my most prolific journaling and soul searching while traveling. So I’ll be meeting God in the air – a full day ahead of Harold Camping!
I’ll be gone all next week with limited internet access (my family doesn’t have internet in their home), and I’ve scheduled once again posts that I call b-sides, though I hope you’ll read them anyway.
And as for the rapture scheduled on Saturday – well I feel for my buddy who is getting married that day as I’m sure he’d like to consumate the marriage before the rapture occurs. I’m not worried, not only because I don’t think anyone will know the date or time, but also because I don’t believe in the Rapture altogether.
In my understanding of things heaven is to be held on earth, and God does not isolate us from our suffering world but instead sends us to the heart of it. (Not only that, the Rapture theology is based poorly on one piece of Scripture a relatively new idea in Christian thought).
Wish my family luck on the airplane, as Noelle does not sit still, ever, and does not nap well. At least we won’t be hitting any ascending believers, I suppose – what a terrible way to go so close to glory.
Do you believe in the Rapture? What do you think the End Times will look like? Or are you so tired of hearing about it lately you’ll pass?