From the post Rachel Held Evans | The Great Disappointment
I confess that beneath my playful derision lies a hint of fear, not that I’ll be “left behind” but that I’m already caught up—in a delusion, in false hope, in a God of my own making…and perhaps, in a looming Great Disappointment.
Like it or not, Harold Camping and his followers make us laugh because we see a small piece of our faith in theirs. They are exaggerated caricatures of ourselves.
We too are guilty of projecting onto God our expectations and desires.
We too can get overconfident in our interpretations of the Bible.
We too expect God to judge the way we think he should judge, act when we think he should act, be who we think he should be.
And, you gotta admit, there’s a chance that we too might be absolutely, devastatingly, irrecoverably wrong.