Well, according to our soon-to-be-twice-failed prophet, Harold Camping, the world is going to end on May 21st, 2011. No, seriously. He has people. He has radio. He has billboards. He has pamphlets. He has a website. And it's all pointing to May 21st. He missed the September 6th, 1994, date. Apparently his math was bad.
(For all my nerdy math-type friends, including my mom and little brother - you'll LOVE this)
5 = atonement (huh?)
10 = completeness (again, huh? I thought it was 7)
17 = heaven (Huh???)
So (atonement x completeness x heaven) x (atonement x completeness x heaven) = 722,500.
And that matters why? Squaring the product of those three numbers is significant. Well, according to our boy's calculations, Jesus died on April 1, 33 AD. 722,500 days past that is...
...wait for it...
...May 21st, 2011.
Outside of the quite obvious sin that's happening here by going against God's clear instructions that no one knows the day or time and shouldn't stress that kind of thing, what do you and I do with that?
Just a question: if the world really did end on June 8th, 2017, would you be ready? If your world ended because of cancer two years from now or a car wreck tomorrow, would you be ready? Would your loved ones?
Love His appearing. And be ready for it.
But that's just me thinking thoughts...