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Do I need to Google it or will you pls. explain it to me?
Is this when the Mother Ship finally comes back to pick us up?
The Rapture is when Jesus takes all the Christians to heaven and the only people left on earth are the unsafed. You can read about it in the Book of Revelation in the Bible.
Do I need to Google it or will you pls. explain it to me?
Is this when the Mother Ship finally comes back to pick us up?
If by the 'Mother Ship' you mean Jesus Christ, then pretty much!
The rapture is when Christ basically comes back for his followers and only non-believers are left on earth. There is actually a lot of controversy about this topic, because of different theories of how and when the Rapture will occur. (And I've heard of some Christians who don't believe in it all.) If you've ever heard of the 'Left Behind' series of books, they deal with one interpretation of the Rapture. (Great books, by the way, regardless of which side of the Rapture debate you fall on.)
Do I need to Google it or will you pls. explain it to me?
Is this when the Mother Ship finally comes back to pick us up?
Good morning! Well, just ditto what ILNC & WriterGirl had to say...also there was quite a discussion on this subject a few days ago. Do a search on either this forum or the Politics & Other Controversies and you'll get a chance to read some beliefs.
Some of us are Premillennialists, some mid and some think our belief is a misinterpretation altogether. And you'll not find the word "Rapture" in the Bible...but means to be "caught up" in the air when Christ comes for the saved who are still alive. Our belief in the Rapture comes from 1 Thessalonians 4:13-17 and 1 Corinthians 15:51-53 and there are references to this in the Book of Revelation.
I had a mannequin and my friends and I named her Betty. She was in my living room and it was New Year's eve the night before, so, of course, she had a martini glass in her hand. Some guy in a security guard outfit came pounding on my door, yelling that he was the police and was there to see his wife. I yelled through the door that his wife was not there. He wouldn't stop and I called the police.
He had left by the time they arrived, but they discovered that he had placed wax in my lock- and they found him down the street and he told them that he saw her through the window standing there with a glass in her hand. When asked about the wax, he said that he was making a mold so that he could make a key.
When the police told me this, I said, "That guy must be crazy!" Afterwards I laughed- I have a full size mannequin in my living room and I am saying that he was crazy!
It was terrifying, though, as my husband was at work and I was alone with my son. Made me realize how vulnerable I was.
I had a mannequin and my friends and I named her Betty. She was in my living room and it was New Year's eve the night before, so, of course, she had a martini glass in her hand. Some guy in a security guard outfit came pounding on my door, yelling that he was the police and was there to see his wife. I yelled through the door that his wife was not there. He wouldn't stop and I called the police.
He had left by the time they arrived, but they discovered that he had placed wax in my lock- and they found him down the street and he told them that he saw her through the window standing there with a glass in her hand. When asked about the wax, he said that he was making a mold so that he could make a key.
When the police told me this, I said, "That guy must be crazy!" Afterwards I laughed- I have a full size mannequin in my living room and I am saying that he was crazy!
It was terrifying, though, as my husband was at work and I was alone with my son. Made me realize how vulnerable I was.
That is really, really funny! But how scary that he was trying to make a key. I had kind of a similar type break in situaiton. A couple years ago the first night in my new house a guy was pounding on my door. It was late and I assumed he was welcoming me to the hood' or something. I didn't get it. Then I realized he was trying to pick the lock. He got angrier and called the cops. He told them he was trying to get to the house next door, his supposed daughters house and that he had surgery the day before and couldn't remember anything. Down the road I met the father of the woman next door and it was not him. There are all types of crazys out there and are capabale of anything anytime.
The scariest thing that ever happened to me was an incident that I wrote about for a college paper, for my creative writing class. I thought it was a good story, but I think a little too long for me to copy and paste it in here, though I wouldn't mind anyone reading it
Long story short: I got held up, along with my fiance and our co-workers, at a restuarant by a bunch of people holding shotguns. I got prodded in the back with the gun, hit on the head with one, called the B-word (no, they didn't know me), and got thrown into a cramped freezer with everyone else, hoping that we weren't going to die. We also were robbed
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I got prodded in the back with the gun, hit on the head with one, called the B-word (no, they didn't know me), and got thrown into a cramped freezer with everyone else, hoping that we weren't going to die. We also were robbed
