So, the world didn’t end at 6pm today… but, to be honest, I am saddened. There is more than one reason for my woe. Of course the first is that I would love to be with my Savior at this moment, but on an earthly level, I am saddened for the people who followed the prophesies, and words of Mr. Camping, including Mr. Camping himself.
Last nigh Seth and I were watching Anthony Bourdain’s ‘No Reservations’, after Ethan had fallen asleep. Anthony was visiting Laos, a country situated between Vietnam, Thailand, China, Cambodia, and Burma. During the war with Vietnam, U.S. airforce pilots were instructed to dump their remaining artillery on this beautiful landscape. The U.S. bombing of Laos was unprecedented. The U.S. Air Force carried out 580,000 missions against the country. That breaks down to about one plane load of bombs dropped every eight minutes, 24 hours a day, for nine years. According to the experts, the U.S. dropped over 2 million tons of bombs in Laos, more than all of the bombs dropped during World War II. It’s estimated that 30% of those bombs did not explode, leaving approximately 8 to 24 million landmines in the Laos countryside. The people have created bomb finding groups that go out to look for, and destroy these unexploded bombs…people are still dying every day from these left-overs.
I couldn’t help but ponder on their situation. These people are threatened daily with the possibility of stepping on a piece of ground that might kill them, all while living in poverty as farmers and fishermen. We stepped outside and sat on the front porch when the show was over. It was about 10:30 pm, and the air was humid, and hot, but the wind was blowing thru the trees creating a cool breeze. It was quite. I was looking down the street at all the cars, and the empty trash cans still strewn across the streets and in yards from the morning trash collection. Almost everyone on our street had their porch light on, and at least 2 cars in the driveway. I wished I was in Laos.
Oh how often I get caught up in my little world. I had spent the previous day feeling sorry for myself because I’m not as good as I could be…I am jealous of other people’s talents, and tired of dealing with a whiney 4-year-old. While I was sitting on our porch I remembered my selfish woes. I longed to be in a place where I didn’t have a roof over my head and a car to take me places. I wanted to be a person who lived off the land, and didn’t have to worry about money, or ‘properly’ maintaining my lawn. I realized that the people of Laos live much better lives.
But there is one thing that came to mind that I have, that I would never change…my freedom to believe in Christ. If I were born in a different country, would I still have met my Savior? The criticism of Mr. Camping also clouded my mind as I sat on the porch. How sad that we as a country can be so cruel to a person we don’t know. I read an article about him, and how his crew doesn’t envy his life. He thoroughly believed that today was the day. He believed it so much that others believed him, and went out to spread Christ among our nation, along with a disillusioned prophecy. What now?
Where will those people who sold everything to go on the road spreading the ‘message’ live now? Will their families take them back? Will they be ridiculed and laughed at for the rest of their lives? I think that a good majority of them will lose faith. How many millions of people following Camping’s teachings will be lost to what they should have had their eyes on (Christ)? It is imperative that when you are interested in learning about Christianity that you go straight to the source: the Bible. You cannot lean all your understanding on one teacher of the Word, or by just listening to other Christians. The only way you will ever learn the whole truth is by reading it for yourself.
I am saddened for Mr. Camping also. He is 89 years old, and living in a world he created.. is he really saved, or not? One thing is for certain about all of this… God will use it for His purposes in every single one of these people’s lives. The Lord truly does work in mysterious ways.. I can attest to it. All we can see is the pain or suffering we are living in, but God can see what we will become. There is a reason why each thing we experience happens…be it good or bad. We cannot see the end.. only He can.
32 “But about that day or hour no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. 33 Be on guard! Be alert! You do not know when that time will come. 34It’s like a man going away: He leaves his house and puts his servants in charge, each with their assigned task, and tells the one at the door to keep watch. 35 “Therefore keep watch because you do not know when the owner of the house will come back—whether in the evening, or at midnight, or when the rooster crows, or at dawn. 36 If he comes suddenly, do not let him find you sleeping. 37 What I say to you, I say to everyone: ‘Watch!’” – Mark 13
3 Above all, you must understand that in the last days scoffers will come, scoffing and following their own evil desires. 4 They will say, “Where is this ‘coming’ he promised? Ever since our ancestors died, everything goes on as it has since the beginning of creation.” 2 Peter 3