this distrubing story about a woman who attempted to kill herself and her two young daughters in preparation for Harold Camping's Rapture. I don't know what Jesus is doing about it, but I wept.
Why? Why does it have to be this way?
Camping wasn't the first to predict the Rapture, and he will not be the last. And some subset of the faithful will fall in line each and every time. Dismayed by the world around them, they will gladly welcome God to step in and set things right as opposed to taking matters into their own hands and trying to make the world a better place themselves.
Faith can be a very, very dangerous thing. Anything I can do to plant enough doubt to keep people from enacting such horrendous crimes in the name of their god is worth my toil.