My Final Farewell

This is my final farewell to you all.  I've enjoyed sharing life and ministry with you and look forward to see you all again in Heaven.  I wish I could stay, but who am I to resist the clear call of God.  I heard the call of God though the voice of a man named Harold Camping.  Brother Camping has proclaimed with authority that the end of the world is soon upon us, May 21st to be exact (that's tomorrow).  In other words, like many of you, I've been called to Heaven and the train leaves Saturday.  I wish it were not true, but who am I to question an obvious man of God?

Sure, he predicted the return of Christ before (September 6, 1994), but unfortunately there was some kind of mixed signals between Brother Camping and the Ancient of Days, no doubt by fault of the Latter.  But all that has been ironed out, and now we have the correct rapture date. 

Unless of course, Brother Camping's prediction is wrong again, by no fault of his own of course.  Maybe I should go ahead and prepare a sermon for Sunday, just in case.  Chance favors the prepared mind, right? 

By now you may be laughing, or at least smiling, or maybe just smirking.  Or maybe you're a bit saddened.  Because what is the chance that many will be duped by another false prophet with more false predictions?  Sadly, the chances are pretty good, as there are not as many prepared minds as one might hope.  Jesus said, "Behold, I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves. Therefore be wise as serpents and harmless as doves."

Not everyone who claims to speak for God actually does.