Well it’s Monday and it looks like we’re all still here. The predicted Rapture event failed to occur, and now Harold Camping is scrambling to come up with an excuse. While it’s tempting to revel in this man’s exposure as a con artist, we should temper our enthusiasm just a little bit.
For one thing, though we all knew that the rapture would not be occurring because, well, there won‘t be a rapture (also see Carl Olson’s excellent book on the topic), there will be a final day of judgment. It could very well have happened on Saturday, and it may happen next week. Or next year. Or a billion years from now. We simply don’t know when the final hour will be at hand, and if nothing else maybe this story can remind us to live our lives in anticipation for Christ’s second coming.
Moreover, though Camping deserves much of the scorn heaped upon him, we should remember that there are people who were taken in by this fraudster and who gave up everything because they truly believed that the end was nigh. Writing at The New Republic, Tiffany Stanley explains why we should not be overly gleeful about this past weekend’s non event.