As you make your plans for this week, you should be aware the world will come to an end on
Saturday, May 21st. Don't take my word for it--someone has already done the math and everything:
Saturday, May 21st. Don't take my word for it--someone has already done the math and everything:
11,013 BC—Creation. God created the world and man (Adam and Eve).
4990 BC—The flood of Noah’s day. All perished in a worldwide flood. Only Noah, his wife, and his 3 sons and their wives survived in the ark (6023 years from creation).
7 BC—The year Jesus Christ was born (11,006 years from creation).
33 AD—The year Jesus Christ was crucified and the church age began (11,045 years from creation; 5023 calendar years from the flood).
1988 AD—This year ended the church age and began the great tribulation period of 23 years (13,000 years from creation).
1994 AD—On September 7th, the first 2300-day period of the great tribulation came to an end and the latter rain began, commencing God’s plan to save a great multitude of people outside of the churches (13,006 years from creation).
2011 AD—On May 21st, Judgment Day will begin and the rapture (the taking up into heaven of God’s elect people) will occur at the end of the 23-year great tribulation. On October 21st, the world will be destroyed by fire (7000 years from the flood; 13,023 years from creation).
ONE DAY IS AS 1000 YEARS
Now, keep in mind this guy has already had one incorrect "World Ends Today". But that is because his math and stuff was faulty. Of course.
These people intrigue me. As a kid, the Book of Revelation scared the crap out of me. We had a set of illustrated Bible books, and I couldn't look at the last one, especially the picture of Jesus knocking on the door of some unsuspecting family--I mean, I could just imagine what would happen if Jesus knocked on my door! Now, I just have to assume that the authors of the last book of the Bible did some serious drugs while writing.
Anyway, enjoy your last week on Earth, and remember--the world was supposed to end in the 1960's (my sister had a friend whose family sold all their earthly possessions, pulled the kids out of school, and waited. How embarrassing). It was also supposed to end when the men stepped on the moon (according to my mom), and when the year 1999 ended, and the year 2000 began (just ask my best friend Linda).
I will leave you with this final thought, courtesy of a bumper sticker I once saw: "When the rapture comes, can I have your car?"