A couple of middle-aged ladies knocked on my door this week, and as I opened it they asked me,

“Sir, are you worried about the trajectory that the world is taking?”

And without waiting for a response from me,

“Have you noticed how all of the things that man has created are beginning to crumble all around him?”

“And why?”

“The bible says…”

At this point I stopped them with, “ NO”.

“ Sorry Sir?”

“I said, NO”

“ No what?

“No, I’m not worried about the trajectory that the world is taking.”

“Why would I worry?”

“As far as I can tell, worrying never created a worthwhile solution to any problem.  Did it?”

What followed was a lengthy discussion with regards to the danger and absurdity of beliefs, and after thirty minutes of my questioning, my new friends attempted to shuffle away.

Me:  “Before you go, please tell me where it will be?”

“Where what will be sir?’

Me: “ The judgement day you’re talking about?  Where will old JC actually land and create the orderly queues of six billion to be judged and marked with a guest pass to heaven, or a refusal stamp to hell?  I’d like to know so that I can make sure I have my plane ticket in advance.  So, where will it be?”

“Where ever god decides it to be … and we will pray for you”

Pray for me?

Jesus, talk about clichés!