So I'm biking in this morning and I see a bible sitting on a big rock a little more than halfway to the office. Not open. Just sitting there. I think to myself - that's odd. What in the world is a bible doing there? I assumed someone had left it as a gift for whomever is so inclined to want a bible. I didn't stop.
About another mile down the path - just at the beginning of a bridge crossing - I see a pair of shoes and an open book laying next to the shoes. There were a few other sundry things there - but I was going so fast I couldn't catalogue everything I saw (my brain just wasn't fast enough). But the book definitely looked like a bible.
So I'm trying to figure out what this was all about and it finally occurs to me about 1/4 mile down the path that someone was playing a practical joke about the rapture. People gone - leaving their bibles (and their shoes) behind as they ascended to heaven. Pretty funny. Unless, of course, it wasn't a joke...