I saw the movies. I went to church every Sunday. I paid attention to my pastor and youth leader. What did I do wrong? Why am I still here? Everyone is gone, practically vanished. Everyone, except me. Me.
I’m crying on my bed. I can feel my eyes getting puffy and swollen. I’m screaming, “Why, Lord? What did I do wrong? I did everything right! God tell me, please. Why did I miss the rapture?!”
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Jesus is Coming Soon
SpiritualUsually, when I go downstairs, I see my mom cooking breakfast, my dad reading the newspaper, and Grace reading a book. But today, they aren’t home. Mom isn’t cooking. Dad isn’t reading the daily newspaper. Grace isn’t reading a book. I go inside th...
