I don’t want to sound like a
doomsday prophet but everywhere I went today I saw confirmation after
confirmation that it is about to happen. And I realized that I am not ready nor
am I prepared to face what is about to happen.
And I really hope that you
are ready; are you?
The signs are all over the
place; everywhere that you go you will see what I am talking about. In fact you
would have to be blind if you didn’t see it.
I know that you are probably
thinking that I sound like a religious nut who is pontificating some delusional
hell fire and brimstone rhetoric as the metaphorical hand basket takes us
closer to the end. But I’m not! I tell you I’ve seen the evidence as plain as
the nose on my face today!
I’m not exaggerating, whether
your theology or belief systems agree with me; it’s really happening and you
need to get ready people!
I’m trying to warn you so
that when it comes you won’t be caught off guard and you will be ready to face
what is about to happen.
Others have warned us that it
was coming and now it is here. Get ready folks because you will soon see that the elements will melt with fervent heat and all will be changed.
So today I
will add my warning that soon you will see new things that shall spring forth. I really hope
that you are ready; are you?
Please trust me; soon you
will see green grass and crocus and other flowers will be growing up where just
yesterday there was snow! Soon you will see buds that will turn into leaves;
when just last week there was nothing!
Soon children will be outside
of the homes riding bikes and laughing and rolling down hills that were
recently covered with massive piles of snow. Soon these same children will be
playing baseball and soccer or rollerblading in the exact spot that is
currently covered with a sheet of ice that I play hockey on.
Do you still think that I am
I’m not. And I’m not happy
about it because my ice rinks are melting and spring with its warm weather has
once again returned.
Go back to sleep little one,
along with your outdoor hockey, and dream once again of a winter that is only
eight months away. And once again you; oh little one, will be happy!