Really?

Church last night was all about how, unlike early Christians, people in our generation don't think in terms of today being our last day of life, or the last day before Jesus comes back. The whole time the preacher was speaking, I kept thinking... Actually, more than once I have gone to sleep thinking about how I hope hope hope Jesus is coming back tomorrow. And I'm pretty sure most of my friends are sick of me talking about it every time something doesn't go my way or I have to sit through the credits of 'The Hangover' or I get fed up with it being so freaking hot around here.

Well, allow me to start off my Monday saying it once again- Please, LORD, come back soon...

This is what I found while perusing MSN this am.

The beginning of the end, people. The beginning of the end.