Bonny Clyde, Why not take a diffeent tack on this one Im an SDA and at the beginning of our church a time was made for the second comming of christ in 1844. By talking about the SDAs you are not being too confrontational and I feel they would see that 1975 should be looked at more clearly. The date of 1844 is now reffered by Adventists as the date of the Great Dissapointement and the date is caculated by some of the same principles as 1914 [year day principle and is taked from Daniel 8.14 ]
Here are some of the sad personal experiances by beleivers back before 1844 waiting the night before 22nd October 1844.
And Jesus said; If thou shalt not watch, I will come on thee as a thief, and thou shalt not know what hour I will come upon thee. Third Revelations three.
Yes brother. Watch for Him. He will come in the clouds of Heaven.
And with them that are raised from the dead. First Corinthians fifteen fifty two and first Thessalonians four sixteen Sister.
There was but half an hour to sunset. THe portly Moses Clark who had once been chairman of the land commissioners at Landoff, suggested they should form the waggons in a cross. This was accomplished without the help of their discarded horses. They had the advantage that the rows of the seated now faced each of the quarters of the compass, and wondered why they had not thought of it before. Nathaniel Brett took up the count-down that was once the delight of the wag by the fence. Old Amos and Martha Gower held each others sparce hands. Mad Mary Chase prettied her little ones.
They sang and they sang and the sun absconded with their dreams.
Darkness fell silent. Adin Shortbridge rested his hand on the empty space beside him. George Florida, A blacksmith whose hot trade had numbed the breath in his throat so he had not been able to sing, fingered his collar. Within a week the Boston Liberator will report that he had hung himself with a chain. Mad Mary Chase nursed the youngest three of her daughters all together. Already she had started to cry. The same newspaper will record her finding under the dray, tomorrow morning, the bodies of the other two children dead from cold.
Hitam Edson will recall, in a memoir. the way they passed the long night. They wept until the dawn came up.
Continued silence from the church is an increasing distraction for them all. An hour after sundown , William Miller strode inside, alone, and has not yet come out. His brow was heavy. The corn of Adventist farmers stands unshucked in the field because he advised them so . Potatoes lie wet in the ground, their unweaned heifers follow irritable cows, their store-rooms are dark and empty, their windows are boarded over. They are in the eyes of the world a people jilted by their Redeemer.
William Miller led them here. He led them into error, but the sound they now await is that of his invigorated step to the church door.
Date setting has allways brought dissappointement Barry