No, no, someone at work explained it to me. September 23 is just the beginning of a seven-year reign of terrible natural disasters, culminating in the end of the world. We got time.
“You say ‘Goodbye’ and I say ‘Hello’. Hello, hello!” For seven years, anyway.
All’s that’s supposed to happen today is a new constellation appears in the sky over Jerusalem, signaling the beginning of the Tribulation. (Has that new constellation shown up yet? Haven’t heard. I’m pretty sure it’s well past midnight in Jerusalem, so we should know by now.)
You joke, but my mom’s friend and coworker with an anxiety disorder was legitimately scared about this. And even the Biblical argument “No one knows the day nor the time” wasn’t enough to help her.
Sure, these guys are being stupid. But they’re also worrying people who actually believe this stuff. And for what reason? It’s not like their Pride of getting it right can be taken into heaven, under their beliefs. And since it can happen any day, it doesn’t help anyone prepare. And the Bible specifically says not to sit around waiting for it, which is the context where “He who doesn’t work shall not eat” actually comes from–Paul is saying “don’t feed the people who quit their jobs because of the upcoming apocalypse. Save it for the people who need it.”
My point is, there is just no upside. You will either be proven wrong and made a fool, or be right but not able to enjoy it. Everyone who believes in this stuff has to always be prepared, so you aren’t helping anyone prepare. But you do make believes prone to worry more worried–and worry is arguably a sin (as Jesus said not to worry many times).
And, again the Bible basically tells you that you’ll be wrong. So if you believe that self-same Bible, you already know you’re wrong!