I remember as a preteen, going with my father to where my
Uncle was working in this home outside our city. Now it wasn’t far maybe a
twenty minute ride, or so, but what struck me weird was what I was about to see
from that visit. I remember my Uncle coming out waving his hand for us to hurry
to enter the home and that he had something he wanted to show us. As we entered
into the large open kitchen area he was standing there laughing, telling us to
wait and watch. He proceeded to hit a switch on the wall and then it happened.
The loud noise, as the kitchen along with other rooms started to get dark with
the lights came on. See, it wasn’t a normal home, but a bunker of sorts. I
remember the steel doors coming down in front of the windows, doors and hearing
that awful locking sound, like we were entombed having no place to go. My Uncle
then started to open the basement door, directing us to follow him. In the
basement was this massive thick door all metal, almost like those doors you see
in the bank where the safety deposit boxes are. It was crazy, I didn’t know
what to think of it.
He then starts to explain about the owner of the home being
German, and that he sent his wife back to Germany because she was about to have
their baby. Apparaently he wanted the child to be born German and not in
Canada. He kept explaining about this procedure of things this owner of the
home was doing in order to prepare for the end of times. Now, this goes back
roughly, thirty-three years ago. I thought to myself, end of times, are you
nuts!? That door we were standing in front of, actually led down into a
reinforced cemented bunker underground. Now I started to realize who was nuts! We
see this of late, throughout the news on the television, people have been
talking about the end of the world since man has been evolving. In 1100 AD,
people committed suicide, gave their land away or sold it back to the crown,
killed their families as they too thought the world was about to end. It has
been written about for centuries in many books, papers, or whatever man can get
his hands on. I think this isn’t the fear factor, I think it’s the “Noah factor”.
Remember that story of the Ark, well, it was said as well, that God would never
raise his hands to us again, or that no man, nor woman will know the time of
the hour in which the end is near.
I honestly feel people have way too much time on their hands
and are actually looking for an end to the means, when the means to a beginning
would be much more appropriate. Come on people, where is your "FAITH!" Too many people living in fear and they have
themselves to blame for this. People tend to walk in the shadows of wrong,
rather than stay in the light of good, its human habit. Oh then yes, you have
those fear mongers, who build this up every day creating a scenario they thrive
on, as they watch people being sucked into their ploy. How can one live life
when they walk in the mindset of doomsday. Living life fully, is exactly what
that statement means. Too many of the populous live in the ill thoughts of end
times, nothing good will come ever, and that there is nothing to live for. How
about trying! How about putting all that wasted energy into the common good. I
honestly feel people have lost their way, they have given up and are weak in
many instances. The rational of all this? It is much more easier to just sit watching
time tick away, thinking there is nothing you can do, for its coming and well,
frankly, why and the hell even consider trying? That is the huge misconception
and downfall of man. They paint the awful picture, which is easy to cascade a
remarkable tragedy, rather that of taking the time to understand, realizing
life is right there, right in front of them, waiting and wanting you to grab it.
I think the song goes, “Too Much Time On My Hands!” by Styx.
DON’T BE A DOOMSDAY GOER, BE A FULLY ALIVE LIFE LOVER. Don’t
wait for it (doomsday), it’s not coming!
