We are living in one of the most unique times in history. The only other generation more fantastically placed on the eonian calendar than ours would be the generation that saw Christ on earth and a mad Pharisee named Saul miraculously arrested on the road to Damascus. But THEY were two-thousand years removed from the end of the evil eons. We may be no more than 2,000 SECONDS from it.

How do we act toward a divinely-doomed populace pretending everything is normal when it's anything but? We coddle it. We feel bad for it. We admire the work of the citizenry while we can (and while their work exists). We hold onto them as lightly as possible, even while embracing some of them.

What is about to break upon the earth has no precedent in human history. It is the lull before the birth pangs that will see the return of Christ and usher in a thousand years of peace. We, whose realm is inherent in the heavens, have no business being here when the levee breaks. As ambassadors of peace, we will be withdrawn from the earth when God declares war.

Give your best to the "Tribulationers" while you can.