Welcome to our
End of the World Party
By Gina Welborn
You’re here!!! Finally!!! Come on in!!!!
Pardon my yelling but the pounding stereo system is blaring Kei$sha’s “We’re Gonna Die Young,” which is totally heathen music yet fitting for our End of the World Party. And yes the party has started. Dina arrived first so she could ensure our smoke machine was working properly. Or so she said.
Let’s make the most of the night ‘cause we’re gonna die young!
She convinced our baristas to join her on the dance floor until our sister Inkies arrive. Nice outfit! DeAnna’s over there in her jeans, tennis shoes and comfy shirt. Jen is wearing her extraordinarily comfortable pajama pants and huge Disneyland sweatshirt. Susanne chose her favorite black silk halter and white pants, while Barb impresses us all with her sparkly black and white top and black pencil skirt. I’m sure she’ll ditch the heels in another hour or so. Despite the warmth of the room, Niki is the crazy lady in leggings, boots, and a big cozy sweater. You must look at Deb’s new earrings. She bought them for the party. They’re a bit bold for jeans and a sweatshirt, but that’s Deb—vivacious.
Like my little black dress? I know it’s a bit daring, but I figured since Dina was going with something purple and sassy, I’d go as daring as I can. Plus, these are my Lucky shoes. They make me almost as tall as Dina.
Feel free to sit anywhere, or join the dancers. Oooh, the song is ending and the next one is—
I got a pocket, got a pocket full of sunshine, I got a love and I know that is all mine, oh oh oh oh . . .
Rather cheerful song amid looming catastrophe, eh? Take me away. Go on and join the Inkies out dancing with half our serving staff. Here comes, Jim with our drinks….
“Ladies, here is your orders of iced tea, chocolate shake, cherry Coca-Cola, Root Beer float,foofy mocktail, bottles of merlot, barefoot red moscato, and roscato wines, and someone’s foofy mocktail and a ‘Sweet Jane’ tea. I brought extras for you to share.”
Yum. Thank you, Jim. Er, for the drinks.
“Nathan, Orlando, Colin and Hugh will be arriving shortly with your food.”
Pardon me while I watch Jim walk away. He has a tendency to stumble, so I ought to keep an eye out for him. So far so good. Oh, look, the Inkies are inviting him to join them on the dance floor. They’re so sweet and sociable. Don’t want anyone to feel unwelcome. Ahh, new song. Perfect timing.
Woah-oh-oh-oh, it's always a good time, woah-oh-oh-oh, it's always a good time…
I love singing loudly with Owl City and Carly Rae! And it leads me into my Thought for the Day.
Today is a good day to die.
Or so Lieutenant Worf would oft say on Star Trek: The Next Generation. While I like Worf, I’m more of a Dr. House-kinda person with an “Everybody dies” theology. Well, that and “everybody lies.” Blame my cynicism. Hugh’s not serving us food (that’s a different Hugh), but I invited him to our party anyway. Can’t have too many handsome men in the room.
When my younger sister said they were having an End of the World Party at her work (fittingly at a hospital), I thought, “oooh, the Inkies ought to have one too. After all, today is a good day to die.”
Umm, no. Let’s face it—who really wants to die? How many Christians do you know have a “To live is Christ, to die is gain” mentality? More on that later, here come the guys with our food.
“I have . . . rare prime rib, sweet potato with lots of butter, crusty rolls, and red velvet cake. Steak and lobster from Outback. Did you know they have the BEST drawn butter?”
Yes, Colin, so DeAnna says. Mmmm...
“Ladies, let me share shrimp scampi, loaded baked potato, more potatoes baked with cream and gruyere, a salad with a lot of fattening blue cheese dressing, chocolate lava cake. And filet Mignon, cheesecake, and more chocolate.”
Most certainly share, Hugh. And did you bring me the fork I requested? Since I'm just going to sample what my Inky sisters ordered.
"Yes, ma'am. Here's your fork."
“Let us not forget pizza and chocolate, and all the donuts, cakes, pies, and pastries you ladies could possibly want."
No, Nathan, let us not. And, Orlando, what are you bestowing?
“A few books for my favorite ladies. Unbroken by Lauren Hillenbrand. Margery Allingham's Albert Campion series. The new Laura Franz book. The Lovely Bones, which Dina promised her daughter she would read. I am sorry to say I could not procure an unreleased copy ofthe latest in Diana Gabaldon Outlander series. Perhaps if we all read this edifying book Susanne requested, then the imminent destruction of the world would not occur.”
Oh. Well, that is a thought. Thank you, gentlemen. Please enjoy the dancing. Oh, listen. They started a new song, that one by Of Monsters and Men. My middle child loves that song. Dina, turn it up!!!
Don’t listen to a word I say. Hey! The screams all sound the same. Hey!
Actually, do listen for a moment longer.
A couple years ago, a preacher in the New England area was preaching THE WORLD WILL END in March or May of the following year (2011). I really can't remember which. Some of our friends were petrified. They kept asking us if we thought the world would end. Nope. But if it did, wahoo! I'm ready for eternity with the new heaven and a new earth.
But not everyone—even Christians—have a true longing for eternity.
What it comes down to is a fear of death. Why do people fear death? Why do Christians fear death? Should we? Should you? Do you?
Each time there is a World is going to End moment, Followers of Jesus have opportunity to let the peace lives in us shine for others to see.
I don't like being a person of fear.
Lately I've been thinking about how many adventures in life I've missed because I've been too fearful. I hated skiing because I feared hitting a tree and dying. Who was going to take care of my kids? Or falling and breaking my leg. How can I take care of my kids with a broken leg? I can’t go on the mission trip to ____. Who will take care of my kids if something happens to me? See a pattern?
So now that I’ve realized how unadventurous I’ve been, I’ve decided to make a Bucket List of things I’d like to do, especially ones that make me have to tackle fears. Such as bridges. Obviously I’m going to start with the free or cheap adventures.
Adventuresome is the word I feel God telling me is my word for 2013 and beyond.
Baring today’s natural destruction, of course.
Being adventuresome doesn't mean I'm going to do something stupid. Or risk death and dismemberment.
Scripture clearly says God does not give us a spirit of fear, so no matter how big or small, real or unrealistic my fears are, they aren't from God. They aren't what God wants to control me. Doesn't mean I have to touch a spider, but it does me I shouldn't have a freak out moment when I see one.
When I asked my Inky sisters what they’d like to do on their last day alive, they answered:
Go horseback riding in the mountains. Go to Disneyland or Disneyworld. Hug my husband and kids.
Gather family together, watch old home movies, look at picture albums and reminisce. Jet off to a Highland castle. Mountain hiking or a beach day with my family. Something to really enjoy the beautiful earth. Something exhilarating, like riding roller coasters. And lots of dancing. Kiss the man I love until the world ends.
Some of those things we can’t do. Many of them we can.
Whether the world ends today or not, what type of person will people say you are?
A person controlled by her fears.
Adventuresome because she is free indeed.
What type of person do you see yourself as? Are you good with that? If you aren't, then what are you willing to do to change?
As if on cue, a new song is playing.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, stand a little taller…
Why yes, Jonny Lee, yes I would. But I think Deb would like to share a dance first. I'll go dance with our faux wallflower barista before he drinks the rest of Susanne's tea.
QUESTION OF THE DAY:: Author Robin Lee Hatcher often shares about asking God to give her a word for the year. Brave. Prayerful. Patient. What word do you feel God has been speaking into your life lately?
Leave a comment for a drawing of DeAnna’s Letters in the Attic, The Key in the Attic, or In Honor Bound.
Should the world not end today, join us tomorrow for our We Survived the End of the World Party. Jennifer is giving away a copy of one of her books. I'll also be sharing a list of Christian fiction books that literally changed readers lives.
RWA-Faith, Hope & Love Chapter President-elect, GINA WELBORN has currently has changed her Level 4 brown hair to Level 7 blonde. She's still debating if she likes it. For those of you who are far more interested in what Gina writes than in her hair-color dilemma (gray hair causes one to take drastic measures), her first Barbour novella, Sugarplum Hearts, released in February 2012 in HIGHLAND CROSSINGS. Her second novella, All Ye Faithful, in A CASCADES CHRISTMAS is out now, with her third novella releasing fall 2013. Gina resides in a wee little town outside a larger (but not large) town in Oklahoma. Thanks to her pastor-husband's ability to spray a fabulous chemical called Demon, her children don't get to enjoy raising hunter spiders, grasshoppers, and crickets. While they are (mostly) saddened, Gina is delighted.