Between two Worlds

Chapter 2

I won't use the cliched beginnings of my birth, or time in the ministry. Since those don't really matter for what happened after. Not to God, and not to me.

So, I'll begin with the important beginning. The first feather sent by God, which I took no notice of.

Me, and a couple friends, Zack King, and Willie Michaels, were working a site and waiting for the mold to set, before placing the final frame. For those that don't know, molds take time to dry, before they can be put in place. A lot of time, which gives us time to talk.

Zack, like me, was a devout Christian, who tried to get me to go with him to his church. I always looked him right in his hazel eyes, beneath his olive complexion and almost shaved, brown hair. He needed to know just how tempted I was, before politely declining.

I always made clear I needed to get right with Jesus before I went back. And he always reminded me Jesus didn't care about my short comings.

That was generally the time Willie, an agnostic, would role his brown eyes that lie within his mocha face, and shaved head. The rolling of his eyes is a sign he doesn't want to hear talk about anything God related.

We never stopped trying to reach him. His mind's focused on earthly matters, which was the wrong direction. There was never a moment when we stopped praying he'd look to the heavens.

So, there we were. Just waiting for the mold to set on the Monday before they arrived. Which got us talking about God, in general.

I looked at Willie. "God created man different from all other animals. Just look at what we're building. Nothing comes close in nature. Animals don't build, except for the ones designed, like beavers. We're the only species on the planet who truly creates."

It wasn't the first time I brought it up, since I just couldn't get how he couldn't see the obvious. Not just him, but everyone who didn't believe in the God of Genesis.

The first role of his eyes came, before he looked at his blue hardhat at his feet. It was a not-so-subtle hint to drop it.

Zack picked up where I left off. "Not only did God give us the ability to create, He gave us a moral compass to know right from wrong. There's no morality in nature, except us."

Neither of us used tones other than friendly ones. The words weren't chosen to challenge his beliefs, directly. Just to get him thinking about God in a different way.

The second eye role came while staring at the mold that wasn't set. He was trying to will it ready.

Willie looked up to the heavens for the first time. Had we finally gotten through to him? It was an exciting moment.

"You know that waste of money, Venus station, is sending out another probe, today?" he asked to change the subject.

Had I been more focused on God, I would've noticed the feather. When I said Willie had his mind on earthly matters, it wasn't just some metaphorical use of his state of mind. He never brought up anything that happened away from Earth.