Religions that use the words "end times" need to be excised from the human consciousness as one hacks out a cancer from a vital organ. I, perhaps, can see how things like the events in Florida can come about when one thinks that the end of the world and our total extermination is the most joyous event of fulfillment of man's purpose in the universe, and we should be earnestly seeking to bring about.
It is time we free ourselves from the cycle of mindlessness these failed social theories engender and treat these eschatological mythologies as what they really are: the anthropological pottery shards of long-gone, ignorant cultures that did the best they could with the little knowledge they had. Perhaps then we will be able to invest our full efforts in the only thing that is worth having faith in:
The idea that there is such a thing as human solidarity. That love and goodness are first and foremost the virtues instilled in the human animal that we are, and if we embrace these things, perhaps the "not and hopefully never end times" in which we currently live will be far more joyous for our children, our children's children, and the entirety of the oasis that is mankind whose posterity will bear the task of re-watering the forests of hope lost to the desert of nihilism, one cupful at a time, from the wellspring of the human spirit.