End of the World Tomorrow

So tomorrow's the end of the world. 

Except it's not because Jesus said that it's not for us to know the day or the hour and I totally believe Jesus and not some weirdo who has a radio show.

So it's not tomorrow. Probably.  Hell -- it might be in 15 minutes.  We don't know the day or the hour. 

If it IS tomorrow, I ask Jesus to let it end before I leave to run the Beach to Bay or wait until I get back.  I want to be with my kids and not a bunch of sweaty strangers. 

I probably should go to confession tonight, just in case.

Because I want to go to Heaven.

I am not kidding -- I really do.  I don't want to go now, but when it's time, that's where I want to be. 

I don't want to be one of the ones who stays behind to re-populate the world. 

For one thing, I am done having kids.  I mean it.  You really want to see the end of the world?  If I get pregnant again I swear to God I will go nuclear. 

For another thing, I am pretty sure after Armageddon all the grocery stores will be out of everything, and the a/c will be out all over the city.  I have enough of that after hurricane scares, I don't need it for eternity.

Finally, if I stay behind that means I will still have to turn in that damn report that's due next month and honestly?  The end of the world is looking pretty good to me if it means I don't have to do that stoooopid report.

Seriously -- I keep hearing this end of the world stuff.  People have been unsuccessfully predicting the end times. . .since the beginning of time. 

Don't worry about it.

Get yourself right with God.

Plan for your future, but live in the present.

The end will take care of itself.