The end

Twice now I've had dreams where I thought the world was ending.  Both were in completely different fashions, but both times by responses were the same.
Let me explain:
In the first instance, I was sitting in church listening to the message when I suddenly realized that God could take any of these people at any moment.  It was similar to a film I saw in which there was a loud *BOOM* and a flash of light and then, suddenly, there were only a few people left sitting in the church.  All the rest had been taken.  And those that were left began sobbing or just curled up into the fetal position to wait for what came next.  My first thought was, "I don't want to be left sobbing and wondering what more I could have done!"
In the second instance, Chris and I were driving somewhere in the U.S.  I'm not sure where.  But it was a dream so does it really matter?  We began looking at the clouds and how strange they all looked to us.  In a matter of seconds I could spot what I thought was the moon in the daytime.  I love it when you can see the moon during the day.  But suddenly, it became larger and larger and it didn't look like the moon but a reflection of the earth.  It became so big that I thought it would crash and land right where we were.  To our surprise it flew right over us and crashed into a nearby neighborhood, exploding into a gigantic cloud of fire and white smoke.  I thought it was the end.  I turned to Chris and told him I loved him and then closed my eyes.  I instantly thought, "I don't want to be left here, God please take me away!"  As it turns out, the second dream did not end there, but continued with us 'realizing' that it was a large meteor that had struck the earth and that we were going to be okay.  But I still had a nagging feeling that it was the start of something bigger, yet no one seemed to care any more or any less for their salvation.  It didn't seem to worry them one bit.  I couldn't understand how some could feel so at peace with being left after the world has perished.  We may all be dead, yes, but where we will all be going is not the same.  I had this weird view that after the meteor hit (and many more expected to after that) that the earth would be left in shambles.  That there would be no more water and everything would be dried up and desert-like with a few fires still burning out from the impact sites.  In essence I thought I was seeing a literal hell on earth.  And it scared me to be there.  I didn't want to risk being left to spend eternity there.
I know I am saved because I believe in Jesus and what his death represents for me.  He died for my sin so that I would not have to pay that debt upon my own death.  I mess up.  I make mistakes.  I still sin.  But I know that I am forgiven.  I know that I can call on the name of Jesus and ask for forgiveness 100 thousand times and he will still reach out to me.  Because he loves me.