December 22 – “The end of the end”

Well, yesterday was an interesting one, wasn’t it?  For some I guess it was quite a disappointment that the world didn’t come to an end.  For others perhaps it was a relief.  Still others no doubt will say that it did in fact end, and we are now just living in the Matrix (OK, I admit I saw that one on Facebook).  Oh, and don’t forget the whole, “it ended spiritually” crowd.  I think I found the answer, though.  Strangely, it appeared in a movie we had taped in the midst of the vast array of Christmas schmaltz from the Lifetime Channel.  Somehow a Sci-fi Channel exclusive managed to sneak its way into our collection, and it was, coincidentally, the next one in line.

The name of the movie was The Twelve Disasters of Christmas.  Catchy name, don’t you think?  It was all about how the Mayans predicted the end of the world would occur and how it almost happened on December 21, 2012.  Seriously.  A movie on it.  The song The Twelve Days of Christmas was actually a secret code for twelve disasters that would occur that would initiate the end of the world.  Kind of like a countdown, giving the main characters a chance to stop the whole evil process.  And of course the character who represented all that is evil in mankind was played by the only person in town who could quote scripture.  Gotta make the Christian the bad guy.  So the whole Mayan end of the world thing would have happened, but it was narrowly averted by the actions of a random teenager in some remote part of Colorado or wherever they were.  (Lots of mountains.  Twelve of them just happened to be volcanoes that no one knew about, but that’s but a minor art of the larger tale).  The rest of us were oblivious because of the force field that had formed over that area.  (Hey, maybe Braniac was a Mayan.  How many of my readers will understand that remark?).  And we watched it on 12-21-2012.  Awesome. 

Now we also had three of our grandsons over for a visit yesterday.  This was before we were enlightened by the movie.  Jachin had his own take on the end of the world.  He was convinced it would involve either an ice age of some kind … or zombies.  It rapidly became evident that his vote went to zombies.  And one comment he made kind of attached itself to my psyche.  “It will happen first at your house, DadDad, because there are lots of graves in Galveston.”  Uh-huh.  I think I’ll go with Josiah’s approach.  Sounds way more reasonable than anything else I have heard.  So, Josiah, what do you think about the end of the world and the Mayans?  “Coconuts in a coconut tree.”  Indeed.

Psalms 48:14 says, “For this God is our God for ever and ever; he will be our guide even to the end.”

Father, thank you for being in charge of endings.  Amen.