The title's a bit click-baity, but it was either that or "Sure Feels Like the End Sometimes," which also seemed a bit of a ploy. In any case, this Sunday's readings prepared us for Christ's return to judge the living and the dead, because next weekend is the Feast of Christ the King, which will bring with it the end of the liturgical year and a foreshadowing of the end of all things. My hope, here, was to say that by growing in our awareness of how Christ is already with us, we can be relieved of any fear of His coming again in glory - or even our own death.