"No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father." And the Mayans. Really?
I'm not terribly worried that the world will end today. (I am worried the slightest little thing might set off the nuts, so be watchful out there.)
But honestly, looking at the world around us, it's hard to think it would be a bad thing. Not Quetzalcoatl's end of the world but Jesus'. We look forward to a day with no more sorrow, no more pain, when every tear will be wiped away, and we are saved from even the presence of sin.
No, that doesn't sound bad at all.
"Come, Lord Jesus."