On the 21st, the world will end. Jesus is to return, raise up his followers and slaughter those that willfully ignore him. Many Christians the world over celebrate this idea. The idea that a third of the world will be burnt. A third of the sun will be destroyed. A third of the humans will be killed. A mountain will be tossed into the sea. I'm not sure that I understand the reason for the celebration. I'm not sure that I see it as a human or as a humane desire. Let me stop lying, it's not a human or humane desire. It's the desire of despots, but world wide, it's a well embraced idea.
If Christians are to die without Jesus returning, they go to sleep and simply wait for his return. Fair enough if that is your world view. But how do you square up love and hope in the idea that Jesus is to return, presumably on the 21st, (waiting for that first seal to be broken) just to murder a minimum of 2 billion people? Think of how you see Stalin, Hitler or Pol Pot then think of 2 billion people being killed for your benefit. Why does Jesus get a pass for an act 58 times worse than the three of them combined? I'm not sure how one gets bamboozled into this being a good thing, especially when the crime is thinking differently. In order for you to get your wish, you must be 58 times worse than all three of them, yet they are in Hell and you will go to Heaven?
If you don't believe that Jesus is to return on the 21st, you are normal. However, simply wanting him to ever return, you should still seek to understand the morality of this line of thought. Why is it good to end the world as we know it? What good would come from destroying a third of the Sun? Let's be honest, these are the ravings of a impotent loon not unlike what you have seen in life. Think Kim Jong Il. I've personally ran into a few of them in real life too. At some point, most of us grow out of these fears. It would be immoral to be on the winning side if the result is the murder of 2 billion people for no reason other than their thoughts. I'll choose to allow people to think how they will and not hope that they die for thinking differently. But what do I know, babies are for breakfast in my household.