A Promise

Have you every felt like there was a clock counting down? Maybe you've seen something you knew wasn't there? Or knew something was going to happen, before it did. Has anything ever happened to you that you can't explain? When I was a child I had a vision of Christ, so maybe you have an idea what that felt like? What if you were told mankind was dooming itself by its choices? And believe me, I do know how that sounds, but what would you do? If you told people do you think anyone would believe you? And would you try to tell them anyway? Most people think they know what the end of the world means, but would you try to convince them of an inconvenient truth they didn't want to hear?
Despite me, I decided a long time ago, I would try to honor the promise I made when I was a child, and for the first time I've felt the need to fulfill that promise. I have no idea what we have, or haven't done. I just know it's time. I guess you can say it's complicated, and it took me a while to figure out how I was going to do that. The point I'm trying to make is this; how many people have died trying to save this world? And none of them have... Because no one can save us from ourselves, but us, and our time is starting to run out.
I really need to make clear from the start, I've done things I'm proud of and I've done things I'm ashamed of. I guess what I'm saying is, I'm not trying to lead anyone anywhere. But a warning was placed in my heart when I was a child. For the longest time, and in my arrogance, I thought I had this lofty role to play. But the truth is it's all of mankind that chooses. I am just a messenger, delivering a message. And it has taken me forty years to figure out how to do that. I guess everything has its time.