That's me in the corner.  That's me in the spotlight.

I've told this story to a few friends about what happened last weekend.  I do believe some things happen for a reason for it's been on my mind a lot.  I was working when we a couple came into my work place.  Choosing to say something, anything, I asked where did you get the balloon?  The female counterpart had a balloon animal and responded by saying in front of which wich.  It's been a while since I've eaten there.  Well I was scheduled to have a break, but I didn't know when I wanted to take it.  I waited til the store died down and asked if I could go on my break.  I'm not even hungry yet I decided to go to which wich anyway.  I guess I wanted to eat earlier so I could get in some major studying time w/o being full when I start studying.  Right in front of which wich was a small booth set up; a little table is covered with inflated balloons and some words written down I didn't pay attention to.  I passed by it to order and continued on to my usual waiting spot.  I sit by the entrance facing the mall playing brick breaker on my phone to pass the time.  It's a habit and I'm stuck on level 20!  As I paused the game, I decided to ask the lady sitting down how much did a balloon thingy cost as a man approached me.  They were in clown attire, friendly in the way that older people are.  They had a welcoming presence about them.

The man interjected by saying they're missionaries.  They are attempting to reach children in an alternative way for teaching religion.  He showed me two laser-print handouts.  First was a picture of a guy dangling people as puppets.  I went on to look at the second one and recognized it immediately.  The four horsemen.  He asked if I knew about them, but I didn't for I only know bits and pieces.  On the back of the handout was the story of the four horsemen.  We got into a lengthy discussion about Armageddon, the end of the world.  He says his people believe Jesus will come back this generation.  I also considered that could happen while I was telling him about the Mayan Calendar and how it ends in December 2012.  Nobody really knows what's going to happen until it really happens.  It's just not gonna be good.  It's not like Lucipher and Jesus are going to play family feud.  Well, when I got back to work I retold my story to my manager and he was telling how crazy that was because he's had a few friends come up to him lately and discuss the end of the world too.  So I read over the details of the four horsemen story.  When Jesus comes back there will be famine, an epidimic disease, everyone will be judged and those who are righteous will be saved.  This leads me to think about my friends and family.  I have so many friends who aren't of the Christian faith.  How can I save all of them?  What can I do?  It's hard enough to change one person's mind about anything.  Our attitude and belief system is thick and stubborn.

If only those who believe and do the will of God can be saved then where will my friends end up?  I don't have the answers.  I don't know if I can actually do it.  I don't want to become a religious nut, but I am doing more to be.. something.  I'm not living the life I want to and it's going to take quite some time before I can.  I talked to a friend about this and he was so critical and kind of made a mockery of what I had to say.  It's part of the reason why I don't want to talk to him about it, but I think he can change.  I know he's got it in himself even though he comes off as unaffected.  We were all forced to go to church when we were younger, but my sister started refusing to do so.  I don't know what she believes in now.  My father only recently started going because of my mom.  I don't know how long that will last.  I'll try to make sure I can make it to church with him every Sunday so at least he's going.  He actually got mad at me for missing last week's mass.  I felt bad about it, but I was glad he was mad.