The end of days. It’s a confusing and terrifying thought, and it seems everyone has something to say about it–evangelicals, ancient civilizations, R.E.M.
Because, who doesn’t like inciting panic with calculations and doomsday prophesies?
Now NASA is using their free time to throw their hat, or perhaps a space helmet left over from the space shuttle program, into the apocalyptic ring.
Now before I tell you, remember it’s important to remain calm. NASA simply wants us to know that the world will not be ending next year. At least not from being swallowed up by a solar flare.
It’s not physically possible. The sun does not possess enough energy to reach us.
Whew, that’s a load off of my shoulders. Of course, there are still plenty of other ways humanity could meet it’s doom–global warming, resulting floods, zombie apocalypse (it’s coming).
Not to mention that if the wrath of the gods happens to inspire the sun to flare up and engulf Earth in a fiery blaze of glory, that’s another story. Until then rest assured that if that does happen, it’s a mathematical impossibility. It’ll give you something to marvel at as you’re being barbecued.
In the meantime, how about we see how this plays out. Who knows?
“NASA: World Won’t End Next Year”: USA Today
which has nothing to do with the end of the world, for the record…
If you’re reading this post that means one of two things:
Option A: You’ve survived the rapture. Congratulations!?!
Option B: They have WiFi in heaven. My condolences?
Although as far as anyone can tell, no such rapture took place…once again, my condolences to the option B crowd.
In both scenarios, although to a greater degree in option A, it seems time to move on.
Unfortunately for some, this means battling with pride and faith and the fact that they bet their futures on an event that did not take place (despite the promises of the billboards).
For many, and I pray most, the moment came and went just like any other, with maybe a moment or two of retrospect.
Where was I? I was at work. Where aside from the count down of the final seconds and several superlative questions, it was uneventful.
I don’t know how your “final moments” were, but whether you believed or not (I cannot stress how unlikely these Crusaders considered the previously and now still impending rapture) it gives you pause…
For those coming to terms with the lack of fire and brimstone, don’t worry, you’ll get ‘em next time, if not the time after that.
“Hour of the Apocalypse Passes Quietly, Believers Confused and Philosophical”: Washington Post
Something to believe in. Faith. It’s one of the simplest and most highly contested aspects of human life. It’s believing in something, without the need for proof.
Catholics, Christians, and all bible wielding persons of faith, as we head into the final days of Holy Week, I ask you to remember that. Especially with what I’m about to tell you.
A Professor Colin Humphreys of Cambridge University has uncovered evidence which he believes places Holy Thursday, the day of Jesus’ Last Supper, on a Wednesday.
In fact, Prof. Humphreys believes he can place it precisely on April 1, 33 AD.
The exact day of the Last Supper has been a point of debate for many years, due to inconsistencies amidst the Gospels.
Prof. Humphreys has an explanation for that. He cites a seldom used, earlier Jewish calendar, and believes it was used by three of the Gospel writers.
He also presents the improbability that all events listed in the Bible between the Last Supper and the Crucifixion could have occurred in a single day.
What does this mean?
Well, it depends on how dramatic you want to be.
Historically and realistically speaking, its meaning is pretty straight forward. Regardless of what day of the week it happened, it did happen and still means the same thing, just on a Wednesday.
Logistically and ecumenically speaking, it could mean that Easter would be fixed as the first Sunday in April.
Speaking in the strictly apocalyptic sense, this marks the end of days, and you better get your affairs in order, not that it’s going to help you any.
“Jesus Christ’s Last Supper ‘was on a Wednesday’”: BBC News
Autumn is upon us.
And in these uncertain times its nice to have something reliable and eternal like the changing of the seasons, the ebb and flow of the tide, and the stressfulness of the end of the baseball season to ground us.
Now I know that being eight games back and only having 12 games left may make my Cards a lost cause statistically speaking.
But there’s still hope…or as my title would say…faith.
And where would we be without faith?
Peter would have stayed on the boat, the Israelites would be stuck on the shores of the Red Sea (too soon?), and Kevin Costner never would have built that baseball field in the middle of his Iowa cornfields.
The point is whether you choose to explain things with science or as acts of a supreme being we could all use a little faith.
And who says it can’t be a little bit of both?
So as we head into this beautiful season of changing leaves, dropping temperatures, and clutch games, keep the Cardinals in mind and have a little faith.