I remember as a kid going to some church camp, and there was a band or a group of some kind that had us lift our hands in the air, jump up and yell, "rapture practice!"
We did. But later that night, in a motel room with my friends, we made fun of it. Laying there to go to sleep, we slapped the headboards and said "horizontal rapture practice!" I don't remember the other jokes, but there were lots.
It was interesting to watch people yesterday on twitter, the newest way to show how clever you are. The rapture jokes flew so fast that you could not read them all, and that I got my camera to record it.
I know people were making fun of a silly, prideful and probably disingenuous proclamation: The world was going to end at 6 p.m. But there was more to it than that.
Because we're human, and we were just a little bit scared.
Thankfully we have a wonderful ability to laugh in the face of death and fear. Here's hoping we never lose it. I have a feeling it's crucial.
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