I am so thankful that the end of all things happens after I get to celebrate my anniversary with my wife. As of today, we have been married for 16 years, and it has been a marvelous time. The first ten years (number of perfection) were devoted to uniting our hearts together in preparation for the work of ministry, and the following 6 years of labor were ordained to follow that perfect preparatory time. Now, at the end, comes the seventh year of rest... coincidence?
Now, you might suspect that this is all mere conjecture, but how could such things be anything but God-ordained signs of the end? I am sorry if your anniversary date was not so perfectly ordained, but since the end of all things is here, it does little good to fret about it now. Of course, for those who refuse to believe these things, a great earthquake awaits them tomorrow. Those who survive this will be in for miseries upon misery. But enough of this silliness... I have a more original prediction than to copy Harold Camping's spiritualistic conjecture and self-righteous arrogance.
Here is my prediction for the beginning of the end that Camping has predicted:
1) Tomorrow will be as today - there will be wars, there will be financial troubles, and there will be earthquakes...lots of them (there are many, every day, all over the world...nothing new here)
2) The next day, Camping will issue a statement something like this: