The previous post, Part Two of this series, ends with the six prodigal band members heading upward along a “line” that seemed to move upward to an undetermined location. Then, suddenly, a “dot” is noticed. In previous posts, “dots” would indicate the presence of a person—or a being of some kind. The “being” they encountered tells them what they needed to hear to guide them into their “mission,” and appeared in person in the previous chapter: Bobby, a former roadie who sent them a song he wrote that he hoped would inspire them to do what was necessary to carry out their “missions of God.” It was this event which caused them to consider whether they would truly accept and accomplish their “missions,” or not. Bobby also told them why they had to be “raptured” (caught up) to this “timeless void.”
The snippet below, unlike the previous one, is rather short.
Later, walking upward, side by side, in the timeless void
All the while, only Mick, the tallest, bothered to look up. “There’s another dot.”
No one else could see it as they were looking straight ahead. “Where?” some said.
Pointed. “Up there. I wonder if it’s flat up there.”
“You know,” Erik cut in, “I’ve hardly even noticed we’ve been going uphill.” He turned to Keith, standing next to him on the right. “Remember, bro, how hard it was going up to Bobby’s?”
Curious look. “Yeh! You right! I’m not tired at all, and this road or whatever is quite steep.”
“Defies all logic, doesn’t it?” The dot had become a figure of a man.
All of them froze, suddenly chilled to the bone, speechless. Hyperventilating.
“Bobby!” Jack exploded. “Wha—”
The others had calmed.
“Yes, I have the image of Bobby. You’re right, Bry, this is a construct, and you’re right, Erik, this is like the place you and Keith were in when your hearts stopped. But this place is three-dimensional, yet without shadows, so it only looks two-dimensional. Plus, there is no wind, no temperature, no taste, no touch, no smell, and no sights and sounds other than what is necessary.”
“So, this isn’t Heaven,” Tom conjectured.
“No, but you have been raptured.”
Keith blurted, “Then this IS—”
“No, it’s not THE rapture. Just A rapture.”
“Why?” Jack asked.
“You were taken here to keep you safe. Your jet is on fire.”
A collective “What?” fired out of their mouths.
“Yeah. Someone planted a bomb under, or right next to, Bry’s seat. They botched the job, because it didn’t explode properly. Mainly, it is smoldering, smoking. The thing of it is, though, it could ignite something else. The jet has landed, okay, and one of the pilots is starting to investigate.”
“But what if the pilot sees we’re gone?” Tom asked.
“He won’t. When he gets back to your cabin, you’ll be there, unharmed. The other pilot will have called for help by the time the first pilot realizes what’s going on.”
“But we’ve been here a long time,” Jack said.
“There is no time here. You were taken out of time. It might seem like you’ve been here a long time, but in fact, on Earth, no time has transpired at all. This really is a three-dimensional space. Earth exists in four dimensions: length, width, height, and time. There is no time here.”
They let that sink in, murmuring.
“So how far are we from Earth?” Mick asked.
“Are we on an alien space ship?” Keith asked, snorting.
“No, you’re in what you might call a parallel universe. I only call it that because I don’t know how else to explain it to you. It isn’t Heaven and it isn’t Hell. Some people believe Heaven and Hell are parallel universes coexisting with the one you live in. Some believe they are located inside black holes. The thing is, both places exist. But this place isn’t either of them.”
But that didn’t satisfy Jack, who shouted, “So then why the hell are we here? Why were we saved from something that isn’t even a disaster?”
“Because the disaster that didn’t happen now will happen later. Maybe the job wasn’t botched at all, but was deliberately set as a warning only. You are going to a Directorate meeting, right?”
“Right. Who told you that?”
“You’ll find out later. Anyway, when you get to the meeting, you will either have to do as they say, or oppose them. They will give you a choice, and you will have to choose.”
“Between what?”
“Between them and your mission.”
“But, we’ve already chosen the mission.”
“You will have to reaffirm your mission, because they don’t want you to complete your mission.”
“How do you know that?”
Smirk. “Easy, Jack. Whether the business on the jet is a disaster or not, whether they had someone plant a bomb or not, it’s pretty obvious they don’t want you completing your mission. Do you even remember what that mission is?”
Snort and a smirk. “Yeh, to lead the youth to God.”
“Yeah, but when you say God you mean Jesus Christ. Heck, anyone can claim to believe in God. It’s like my song says, Jesus is the Way and the Life, and no one gets to God but through Him. So you are back to the same dilemma you were in before at my place. You debated if you had to become Christian or not. That you’d be hypocritical if you tried to lead the youth to Christ without being Christians yourselves. That you can’t be Christians since you’re all such unrepentant sinners. The thing is, there will come a moment when all at once you are going to have to decide once and for all, and you will have to verbally confess and repent of your sins. Or not. Oh, yeah, and don’t expect any of that ‘greatness and glory’ you guys are always pushing. If you do this mission and go through the motions of deluding yourselves that you’re Christians just because you manage to convince yourselves you are, forget it. You do it for the Glory of God or not at all. You commit yourselves to Christ, or forget it. It’s either Christ, or the pleasures and the lifestyle and the wealth and the superstardom and the power you have now, which, I’m sure you realize by now, you have because they allow you to have it. They let you keep the trappings of your success, but God gave you the means to achieve it. Don’t think either one can’t be taken away. It is God’s Will that Torquay and the others ‘made’ you, let you compile all that wealth and fame, for the simple reason that you now have the financial means and notoriety to complete His plan for you, which is to lead the youth to Christ by your own example of following Christ yourselves. The young will know Christ needs to be in their hearts because they will see your example of Christian living, and by that I don’t mean dressing, socializing, so-called ‘conservative’ politics, and talking as if you lived in the Old Testament times, okay? I mean by your charity or love, your faith and your hope. By what Jesus said. Love God, and love your neighbor. It’s up to you.”
Then the image disappeared right in front of their eyes. Not even a dot was left.
The next post in this series, which will further explain details as to whether or not they would accept and carry out their “missions,” will hopefully be posted at the end of this month.
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