It's a glorious thought, isn't it? But do you know what's even more glorious?
More than 2000 years ago, in the city of Bethlehem, an angel exploded with joy announcing the good news:
Because of that, today we can have all our needs met in abundance.
Does The Bible Talk About The End Of The World In 2012?
What does the Bible say about 2012?
This question is driven by at least 3 things, probably more.
There is much talk about the Mayan calendar ending on Dec. 21st 2012.
Some have speculated that because it does not go past this date, that the end of the world is predicted in 2012.
Some have taken predictions made by Nostradamus and said the He prophesies that the end of the world will happen in 2012.
However both the Mayans and Nostradamus have little to do with what does the Bible say about 2012.
The Mayan's and 2012
The Mayan Calendar Ends in 2012
Do you remember the Mayan's?
Those are the guys that believed that the sun was a god, and that in order to keep the sun fuelled, you had to do human sacrifices.
Hmmm those sound just like the type of guys I want to give credibility to in predicting the end of the world. They had a calendar. It stopped showing dates on December 21 2012.
Could it be that the guy writing the calendar got tired of his job or even got sacrificed to fuel the sun and that is why the calendar stops?
Nostradamus and 2012
Some call him a time traveller. I call him a space cadet!
Nostradamus was a man born in 1503, an ex Jew converted to Catholicism He was a medical practitioner of those times.
He is accredited for being a seer, astrologer, prophet and a time traveller of all things.
He wrote a large volume of doom and gloom prophecies primarily talking about death and war.
His followers claim, although after the fact, that he predicted the French revolution, the rise of Hitler, the assassination of JFK and of the Challenger explosion.
It is easy to tie predictions to things that have already happened.
The bible could be misused in this way as well.
The Bible and 2012
What does the Bible say about 2012?
The bible has been, and is in places, a prophetic book.
It predicted the birth of Jesus, the rise of various empires including the Roman empire and it predicts the end of the world coming.
However what makes the bible different from the Mayan's and Nostradamus is that its predictions were written over hundreds of years by different authors of whom most never met the other.
It has both short-term prophecies that were fulfilled within the lifespan of the contemporaries of the day, and others that have yet to be fulfilled.
It has proven itself to be reliable as a prophetic book.
The problem most people have is that they try to find secret codes or hidden secrets within its pages rather than just read it as it is written.
They use mathematical codes, or come up with symbols that mean nations or events ect.
This was recently seen with the Harold Camping fiasco that happened this spring.
But there have been others that have taught their interpretation of the biblical prophecy, rather than just teaching the prophecy.
So what does the Bible say about 2012?
Do you really want to know when the world will end?
Read my lips!
Nothing!
All the hub bub comes from fringe wacko's and new age cults.
If you were worried maybe you are listening to too much late night programs!
Have a great day and sorry you got worked up about squat.
No one knows the hour or the day... not even the Son of Man...
That day will come as a thief comes in the night.....
Matt 24:36
Be Watchful..
Jeremy was born with a twisted body, a slow mind and a chronic, terminal illness that had been slowly killing him all his young life.
Still, his parents had tried to give him as normal a life as possible and had sent him to St Theresa's Elementary School.
At the age of 12, Jeremy was only in second grade, seemingly unable to learn.
His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool and make grunting noises.
At other times, he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the time, however, Jeremy irritated his teacher.
One day, she called his parents and asked them to come to St. Theresa's for a consultation. As the Forresters sat quietly in the empty classroom, Doris said to them,
"Jeremy really belongs in a special school. It isn't fair to him to be with younger children who don't have learning problems. Why, there is a five-year gap between his age and that of the other students!"
Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue while her husband spoke. "Miss Miller," he said, "there is no school of that kind nearby. It would be a terrible shock for Jeremy if we had to take him out of this school. We know he really likes it here."
Doris sat for a long time after they left, staring at the snow outside the window. Its coldness seemed to seep into her soul. She wanted to sympathize with the Forresters. After all, their only child had a terminal illness. But it wasn't fair to keep him in her class. She had 18 other youngsters to teach, and Jeremy was a distraction.
Furthermore, he would never learn to read and write. Why waste any more time trying?
As she pondered the situation, guilt washed over her. "Oh God," she said aloud,
"Here I am complaining, when my problems are nothing compared to that poor family! Please help me be more patient with Jeremy."
From that day on, she tried hard to ignore Jeremy's noises and his blank stares. Then one day he limped to her desk, dragging his bad leg behind him.
"I love you, Miss Miller," he exclaimed, loud enough for the whole class to hear. The other students snickered, and Doris' face turned red.
She stammered, "Wh-why, that's very nice Jeremy. Now please take your seat."
Spring came, and the children talked excitedly about the coming of Easter. Doris told them the story of Jesus, and then to emphasize the idea of new life springing forth, she gave each of the children a large plastic egg.
"Now," she said to them," I want you to take this home and bring it back tomorrow with something inside that shows new life. Do you understand?" "Yes, Miss Miller!" the children responded enthusiastically - all except for Jeremy. He just listened intently; his eyes never left her face. He did not even make his usual noises.
Had he understood what she had said about Jesus' death and resurrection? Did he understand the assignment? Perhaps she should call his parents and explain the project to them.
That evening, Doris' kitchen sink stopped up. She called the landlord and waited an hour for him to come by and unclog it. After that, she still had to shop for groceries, iron a blouse and prepare a vocabulary test for the next day. She completely forgot about phoning Jeremy's parents.
The next day, 19 children came to school, laughing and talking as they placed their eggs in the large wicker basket on Miss Miller's desk.
After they had completed their math lesson, it was time to open the eggs.
In the first egg, Doris found a flower.
"Oh yes, a flower is certainly a sign of new life," she said. "When plants peek through the ground, we know that spring is here." A small girl in the first row waved her arm. "That's my egg, Miss Miller," she called out.
The next egg contained a plastic butterfly, which looked very real. Doris held it up. "We all know that a caterpillar changes and grows into a beautiful butterfly. Yes, that is new life, too." Little Judy smiled proudly and said, "Miss Miller, that one is mine!"
Next, Doris found a rock with moss on it. She explained that moss to, showed life. Billy spoke up from the back of the classroom. "My daddy helped me!" he beamed.
Then Doris opened the fourth egg. She gasped. The egg was empty! Surely it must be Jeremy's, she thought, and, she had forgotten to phone his parents. Because she did not want to embarrass him, she quietly set the egg aside and reached for another.
Suddenly, Jeremy spoke up. "Miss Miller, aren't you going to talk about my egg?"
Flustered, Doris replied, "But Jeremy - your egg is empty!" He looked into her eyes and said softly,
"Yes, but Jesus's tomb was empty, too!"
Time stopped. When she could speak again, Doris asked him, "Do you know why the tomb was empty?" "Oh yes!" Jeremy exclaimed. "Jesus was killed and put in there. Then his Father raised him up!"
The recess bell rang. While the children excitedly ran out to the school yard, Doris cried. The cold inside her melted completely away.
Three months later, Jeremy died.
Those who paid their respects at the mortuary were surprised to see 19 eggs on top of his casket, all of them empty.