Overheard at work:
“So first all the graves pop out and the bodies are taken up to the space ship.”
“The Rapture is a total zombie holiday.”
“So it’s like Thriller!”
“I wonder if there will be long lines at confession.”
“So AFTER the rapture, then there will be six months of torment and hell and THEN the world burns up in a ball of flames.”
“I’m totally gonna live it up tonight!”
“Do you really think you can bring your iPod up to heaven?”
“I’m gonna cover my body in Neosporin (to ward off pestilence).”

 

It’s almost here.
Let it come.
Rapture–baby.