Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious
Harold Camping woke up on October 21st and couldn't believe it. The world didn't end. Suddenly there was a vision at his bedside.
Well Harold, a voice boomed, "It is October 21st and I have yet to destroy the world. What do you have to say to that?"
"I don't get it Lord," he said, "The time line fits. I did the math."
"Harold math is all well and good but you cannot scientifically determine when the day will come. My Son Yahousaua said "But of that day and hour NO MAN KNOWS. NO MAN DOES NOT MEAN NO MAN BUT HARLD CAMPING. If I was going to give that information to anyone I would give it to my son... not to a liar and a deceiver."
"But the math-"
"Harold I love you but you have sinned. You are old and you are not in good health. You need to repent and turn away from your sin before it is too late"
"All I did was misunderstand the math," Harold said, "I did the math and-"
"You led many people astray with your lies. You led them to believe that there are no chance for them. You have sinned. You have lied and you have led astray."
Harold looked pale.
"I suppose you might be right Lord," he said
"MIGHT BE," the Heavenly Father said, "You should know that I'm right. I am the HEAVENLY maker. I am YAHOUA I am that I AM and you proclaimed to be speaking in my authority. It it you led many astray. You are in a fair way of condemnation yourself son"
"What should I do," Harold asked.
"You should repent and turn back to Me." He turned and left