When I watch a movie, I commit my attention until the credits roll and I read even mediocre books to the back cover – because I must know how it ends. When someone mentions a “surprise” for me, I become obsessed with knowing what it is (and then feel a little let down when the mystery ends.
In recent months, we’ve had Harold Camping and his end of the world prediction that wasn’t, the earthquake and tsunami in Japan, and now, earlier this week, I saw an article drawing attention to a red lake in Texas as another sign that world is coming to an end. (Interesting that no one cites politicians who divide themselves by political party (risking the global economy) rather than working together as a sign of trouble.)
Throughout the centuries, there have been great advances in areas of medicine, biology and science. As man increased his knowledge, he got a taste of what it’s like to alter life – or even create life (by cloning). God gives earthly life and takes it away, but man mucks with the process more with each passing year. Are we not satisfied with this power to prolong life?
Apparently not. We seem to be obsessed with predicting when the world will end. If we figure it out, wouldn’t we then try to “fix” it? To alter the course that God intended? It’s like we can’t stand this one secret God has kept: when will life on earth end?
Our curiosity and obsession with knowing when end will come is much like a child’s irrepressible desire to know their Christmas gifts before unwrapping them on Christmas morning. It’s the drive that makes them search under beds, rummage through closets and check car trunks for unwrapped presents. Oh wait, maybe that was just me…
The book of Revelations in the Bible tells us what the end will be like. We know the “surprise” but we just don’t know when it takes place. To me, it is like God’s cryptic puzzle and I don’t have a decoder. I have difficulty separating metaphor from literal. I always thought this made me less intelligent. Maybe it just means that I’m content with what will be, whether it happens tomorrow, next week, or when I exhale my final breath.
What about you – do you follow the end of the world claims? Would knowing for certain the end was near change you in any way?