“Look at the globe!” Joe demanded.
“Ok,” I said. “Well?”
“Look at it, Cornelius!” he sighed.
“Ok. What?” I said again.
“The Isles Cornelius point at the Isles!” asked Joe.
I pointed and said, “You must mean the South Seas, but some people might think of the British Isles, Joe.”
“Good job” said Joe. “Read and study all of Isaiah again tonight. Then recite Jeremiah 33:3 and remember: As in the days of Noah. So shall it be. Jesus in the flesh will soon be here.”
“Slow down, Joe,” I answered. “Calm down!”
“Calm down? Did you notice that Osoma did not stop in Panama because of all the riots and the civil unrest?”
“Yes, I heard it on the local news,” I said. “Osoma's men said it was too dangerous.”
“Yes, Cornelius, that's my point,” answered Joe. “Even a nobody like President Osoma has advance men. What about the 'King of Kings', the 'Lord of Lords'?” Joe lowered his voice. “I have a plane ready for us in the morning, a trainer with two seats. It is very light-weight. Only ¼ tank of fuel. I'm taking a chance on you, Cornelius! Do not speak of our trip!”
“Sure, Joe” I said, saluting. “No problem!”
“Have you finished reading Whitt's book?”
“Yeah Joe, I read most of it and some of it twice. It makes some sense. I still don't get all that math stuff” I replied.
“What did you learn about the Spaceport?” Joe asked.
“Well...” I paused. “What, Joe?”
“That some places on Earth, near the equator take less energy to land and take off from, Cornelius.”
“Yeah, you're right, Joe”
“Why did God (when he strived with man) often appear on the tops of mountains?”
“Maybe it was for the solitude Joe.” I suggested.
“Notice that Jerusalem and the great Pyramid are both very close to the center of land mass on earth. Both on a mountain, or high ground, and both have a sturdy, hard rock surface.”
“Ok, Joe. Get to your point...keep going,” I answered.
“What did God's chosen people do when they first entered the Promised Land? They killed giants, Cornelius! God helped them kill the giants!
These giants were descendants of the 'Sons of Gods'. God promised the land to Abraham. God always keeps his promise. 'Sons of God' have boundaries and mission guidelines. They are not perfect like Jesus. They work for, and report to, God. I understand that you have a grown son, also Cornelius?”
“Yes Joe,” I said.
“Then you know! Fathers step back, but then sometimes have to step in and correct, even fix, mistakes! Whitt spoke of two groups (that he knows) of 'Sons of God' who were on Earth and doing advance work. One group moved from Eden to the British Isles, where they stayed a short season. Ephraim is England! Note that E-nock was taken up like Jesus after his resurrection. E-nock did not die!”
“The other group of 'Sons of god were not allowed to take root. God had them leave. They were in the South Seas or 'The Isles' and were not allowed to continue here on Earth. All part of God's promise. A promise from God is as good as life gets.”
“Look at the globe, Cornelius! Pretend you are a 'Sons of God' in a large craft approaching earth from space thousands of years ago. Of course, you know all about earth. You have been here before, working for God. You know about Jerusalem, the group in England, the old Garden of Eden. And you have rules and a mission of some kind. In the great heavens you are alone with God. Satan and his Demons do
not
have the ability to space travel. But God has thrown down Satan onto this Earth. His demons even approach and fight God's angels here on Earth. You are a servant of God, not scared, but yes, on your toes; ready to be tested. Like a zookeeper approaching their charge. What happens if you fly in over the Great Northern land mass? Yes, you make a spectacle of yourself. You announce your coming. People will follow you, write about it; talk about it for thousands of years (like the star of Bethlehem). This may not be your plan. What if you don't want to announce your coming, for some reason? Maybe it's God's rules, maybe not. For some reason we don't know. No, you don't have magic or total God power over technology. You are real men in your own real spaceship who work for God. God does not zap you into an invisible butterfly or a giant pumpkin or stop time. Yes, you do pray! You are
not
a god. How would you approach Earth? You're a fighter pilot!”
I thought “Well, Joe, I would approach the Earth from behind the sun; always using the sun's blind spot to hide my approach through the solar system. When the position was right, I would hide behind the moon. Then again, at the right time, I would approach the Earth across the South Seas over mostly water then land on a hard, flat, landing spot on top of a mountain, near the equator to save fuel for landing and take-off.”
“Yes Cornelius very good. Do you see any place like that on the globe?” asked Joe.
“Yes, right where we are now!” I answered.
“When you landed, what would be the first thing that you would do? The very first?” asked Joe, smiling. “You would worship God, Cornelius. Maybe even build a tabernacle like God taught Israelites to do when God was 'with' them in person, kind of like he is 'with' his 'Sons of God'! God does not change! Things would be done the same way God's
way!”
“Do you mean they would build a church on the rock? Is that what you're saying, Joe?”
“Exactly, Cornelius”
“Now I think you may be on to something, Joe!” I said. “Have you met Mel?”
“Who,”
“Mel,” I replied. Mel told me his church was in a different season!”
“I don't know any Mel, Cornelius! Listen! This one group of 'sons of God' in the South Isles had a job to do, but that job did not include 'taking root' in the Earth! God had a covenant with the Israelites. God only lets 'Sons of God' go so far. Seasons change by God's timetable. Read Isaiah 40:21. Look what unseen things God has done for Abraham. Others would have taken over. But god kept his promise! God kept his 'Sons of God' in line; including their 'giant' kids!
(21) Have ye not known? Have ye not heard? Hath it not been told you from the beginning? Have ye not understood from the foundation of the earth?
(22)
It is he that sitteth upon the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers that stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain, and speadeth them out as a tent to dwell in!
(23)
that bringeth the princes to nothing; he maketh the judges of the earth as vanity
(24)
Yea, they shall not be planted; yea, they shall not be sown: yea, their stock shall not take root in the earth: and he shall also blow upon them, and they shall wither, and the whirlwind shall take them away as stubble.
(25)
To whom them will ye liken me, or shall I be equal? Sayeth the Holy One
(26)
lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number: he calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for that he is strong in power; not one faileth.
(27)
Why sayest thou, O Jacob and speakest, O Israel, my way is hid from the Lord and my judgement is passed over from my God?
(28)
Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard that the everlasting god, the Lord, the creator of the end of the earth, faintest not or is weary? There is no searching of his understanding.
(29)
He giveth power to the faint and to them that have no might be increased strength!
(30)
Even the youth shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall!
(31)
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength: they shall mount up with wings as eagles: they shall not be weary; and they shall walk, not faint!
“The season of the coming of the king our lord Jesus or the king of kings is closer every day Cornelius!
As I was leaving chief of staff Friday came into Joe’s office with a stack of papers.
“Wait a minute Cornelius!” said Friday, “I have to know! Island Three, Ok now how did you do it?”
“Do what Friday,” I asked. Friday was fuming mad!
“Ok enough already!”
Friday yelled out “It was a great stunt Cornelius now out with the truth!
“Really no kidding Friday” Cornelius pleaded “What, I’ve not a clue about what you’re talking about, I’m
being serious” (Joe Coe stood at his desk shaking his head)
Friday slammed down his papers on Joe’s desk and said. “The day Lou Goodliar and Sergeant Pepper briefed the crew on the radio tower construction project I flew the brass up to the top of that mountain. You, Cornelius, left for Island Number two as part of Unks rescue team that morning. Both choppers had been in the garage for maintenance until that day. On the very top center dome of that mountain the top brass found a fresh empty bottle of red wine and an empty silver tray from a big Patel Hotel in Sydney Harbor. Your fingerprints were all over them Cornelius; yes yours and some of the oddest finger-prints the ship’s lab has ever seen. NOW! ..........
How the hell did you get that bottle up top? Unauthorized goof-ball
flights’ off of this ship is a serious offense!”
First Mate Friday stared silently with his arms crossed. His hard cold eyes drilled a hole in my forehead. After a few seconds I slowly and softly spoke up.
“My friend Mel must have left them up there after cleaning one of his Churches” I shrugged! “The Island is a perfect place for a landing site.” Friday waited for a more and better explanation and then slowly turned beet red.
“DAMMIT, I knew you’d say something silly and stupid. That’s the lamest nonsense I’ve ever heard! Kiss my black ass, Cornelius. I’ll catch you one fine day; you and your silly cute little games! Man up about it!” screamed Friday. Friday then slammed Joe’s office door so hard that Joe’s security alarm system started beeping. Joe just shook his head and grinned as he quickly rushed to cancel the security alert.
“Cornelius,” said Captain Coe. “You’re donna drive that man crazy! I hope I’m there to see it when he kicks your ass (ha-ha).”
Sometimes the simple truth does sound strange or stupid. Just like the Holy Bible people can’t grasp it all. They think “well that can’t be.” Nothing is all that complicated in the end. People just think themselves more educated than they really are. The truth is they don’t know
that they don’t know. I fell asleep in my cabin reading Jeremiah 33 verse 3.
Early the next morning just at dawn Joe and I taxied to elevator one. We were the only people moving on ship. The Great Ark was treading water against the tide just holding her place. Our brand new B48 trainer was modified just as Joe had said. We were a tight fit, single file in the cockpit yet still comfortable. We had no flight plan and our planes main electronics were all turned off. Joe had a top secret code to allow the plane to operate manually without its fancy computers. Joe said to go to ten thousand feet and look around. I was driving the ultimate sports car. The plane had so much power compared to our weight that we jumped off the flight deck.