A Creation Story - Sept 28 2025

 

A Creation Story

Sept 28 2025

He prophesied the end of the world.

And when that fateful day came

and went

the devout remained undaunted;

an inscrutable God

a test of faith.

Of course, worlds come to an end

every day.

I don’t mean cosmology,

I mean death.

As someone once said, a whole world is lost,

so, in a sense, the prophet was right.

And when his acolytes are Raptured up

where will that leave the rest of us?

To the dregs of a world

and the end of civility?

Will we be left forsaken 

or free of fear?

I can see the chosen ascending

according to the prophecy;

not spirits, called to Heaven

but actual bodies wafting up;

the laws of physics 

rescinded 

with a wave of His hand,

just as He’d created them.

But this is where the prophecy

is fatally flawed —

the vanity

of remaining embodied

and not diaphanous souls.

Because what if the virtuous, called by God

failed to exit the building?

What if they remained 

in their place of worship

on their knees, heads bowed,

and as they started to rise

bumped-up against the ceiling

time-after-time;

like fireflies

in a sealed jar

beating against the glass?

Left behind

on a benighted earth

among us heretics and atheists

and unrepentant sinners,

abandoned 

by a compassionate God

whose best laid plan was flawed.

Because the men who invented Him

were only human

and could’t help but reflect themselves

  — a Heavenly Father 

much like the fathers they had known,

and a God

created in the image of Man,

who may have been omniscient

but still had His blindspots.

A loving God

shepherding His flock

while laying down the law.

An Old Testament God,

who is slow to anger

but doesn’t spare the rod.

And an inscrutable God,

whose prophet must once again

have misunderstood.

Another false internet prophet was proven wrong last week. 

Apparently, the so-called Rapture isn’t actually mentioned in the Bible, but has nevertheless become an article of fundamentalist Christian faith. And part of the conventional myth is just this: physical bodies ascending. A dramatic image, but fatally flawed. Perhaps they need to invent a more perspicacious God!