This is me the night the world was suppossed to end. Remember Y2K? I was a senior in high shool, and I heard months of build up about the impending disaster that would send the whole world into chaos and ultimately an unavoidable doom.
Some of my friends actually stopped studying because they were convinced that the Internet would combust and all their scores would be lost. No, I’m not joking.
Other friends stockpiled water and hosted prayer meetings on New Years Eve. No, I’m not joking.
I actually knew a family that had backpacks packed for each family member with survival items. They also buried supplies around their land so that over time when their supplies depleted they had secret stashes that no one knew about. No, I’m not joking.
New Years Eve (aka the predicted last night of a civilized earth) started with my hitting a deer. Actually, the deer hit me. Honestly, he ran full speed into the side of my moving car. That was the closest I came to being hit by a freak asteroid on Y2K. Except the deer died, not me. The rest of the night was spent hanging out at my friend Lauren’s house. If you are going to enter into a freak Internet meltdown Armageddon you might as well be with friends, right? Unless you are Liv Tyler, then you spend your Armageddon with Ben Affleck.
I survived Y2k so what’s my plan for surviving this Mayan doomsday? I’m gonna wake up on Saturday morning. Just like any other day. That is my plan.
Some of you wonder if the world really is ending. With the decline of education and the rise of Honey Boo Boo and all…
No, seriously. There is some rough stuff going on in the world and maybe you found this post looking for answers. I can’t tell you when the world will end, but I can tell you how to find peace instead of anxiety amidst it all. Jesus.
He gives a peace that mankind longs for and a destiny that speaks to the aching of our souls. Good thing for you, He works nights. So if you are laying awake tonight wondering what tomorrow holds…I suggest you talk to Him about it. He promises to answer.