Between two Worlds

Chapter 14

For most Christians, Sundays are supposed to be a day of rest, me included. Yet, I felt strangely restless. Perhaps, it had something to do with so little work being done. I honestly had no idea, but that was as good a guess as any.

It wasn't my first Sunday being alone. But felt isolated. It added to the restlessness I felt.

I wanted to take Zack up on his open offer of attending church with him. Not for any of the right reasons, which is why I didn't leave. Restless, and lonely weren't enough to get me right with God.

For the first time since starting with Secretary Woodall, I turned on a gospel music station with the volume almost too low to hear. Just because I couldn't make out which gospels were being sung, or by who, didn't mean it wasn't reaching my soul.

Peace from God spread almost immediately, which put me in a better state of mind. The restlessness was still there, but no sign of feeling alone.

I knew where the restlessness came from. I hadn't left the house in a while. Waiting on calls with no way to know when they were going to happen made things difficult in relation to making plans. Or even going to the store.

So far, between the two calls leading to screens, only one gave a decent amount of time to get to my computer. If you can call an hour decent.

God was giving me time to better prepare. A small part of me grasped it, but that far larger part missed His role in everything. Having time to read and study the Bible, along with prayerful contemplation were important. It brought clearer thoughts than I otherwise would've had, like knowing the aliens were at war.

When I told Secretary Woodall the previous day about that part and warned him about not giving any advantage to one, or the other, that seemed obvious to me. Just because it was obvious, didn't mean I would've seen it had I not been closer to God than I believed I was. For it was Him who guided what I knew to be true.

At the time, there was no thought God led me to some of the truth about them. Oh, what a stubborn fool I was. Even knowing how He worked, I refused to accept God worked through me.

My phone rang. I almost answered the secured one. But was my normal one. The ID told me it was Agent Cornwallis. It was strange seeing his name. He hadn't called before. He always just showed up.

I pick it up thinking it's going to be about God. Maybe something a little more in depth.

"Hello, Agent Cornwallis," I answer with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Collins. I'd like to come over. But didn't know if Secretary Woodall called. Figure it's better to call, than just show up."

My smile grows from his words. I don't need to know what was said between him, and Zack. All that matters was he was moved closer to God.

"No calls. Come on over. I don't know if he will, but so far hasn't taken much time, even when he has."

Did I just ramble? I did. I should have just told him he hadn't called and left it at that.

"Great, Mr. Collins. I'll be over in about half an hour."

I couldn't tell from his tone much of anything. But believed he sounded happy. Some are more difficult than others to catch emotions, especially without seeing their faces. Considering the subject, and his positive views, at least as I perceived them to be, it's a safe guess.

"I'll see you then, Agent Cornwallis."

The call ended without a goody. Not because either of us ended it, but all cells lost connection in our part of the world.

Occasional solar flares caused problems with satellites that connected us. They were protected. But did require shutting down to keep from losing them. Better the temporary loss of communication than the loss of satellites.

Some may have believed it was one of the aliens, rather than the awesome power of God in space. If they did, it wasn't in any official reports. At least, none that I came across.

Secured communications worked when satellites didn't, while other parts of the world continued with no interruption. It was clear neither alien was responsible for the natural event given by God.

I thought of heading to my office to prepare, since that's where Zack had success, but don't want to be that far from my computer in case I got a call from Secretary Woodall. The living room was the better option.

My Bible and praying already took place in the living room. It was simply a better location that would have to do.

The doorbell rang, leaving me to suspect it was him. It took him just under half an hour with no calls. It was a good sign we'd have time. At least, that's the way I took it.

I didn't bother to check to make certain. As far as I knew, the press lost interest in me a while ago.

After opening my door, Agent Cornwallis smiled with an ancient looking Bible in his hand. I thought about buying him a new one. But didn't know how important his was to him. It was better to wait, and find out, before buying him anything.

I stepped back to give him room to enter. "Come in, Agent Cornwallis."

He nodded without losing his smile. "Thank you, Mr. Collins."

"You know what, Mr. Collins?" he asked while entering. "Having you call me Agent Cornwallis just doesn't seem right. Call me Ari."

I closed the door behind him with a nod. "Alright Ari. Please, call me Ryan."

He nodded while I looked at his Bible, before drawing my eyes back to his. "Correct me if I'm wrong. But it doesn't look like you're a stranger to the Word of God."

Ari shrugged off my comment. "Let's just say it's been long enough to make me a stranger."

If he wasn't going to provide more details, I wasn't going to pry. Whatever happened would remain private.

Over the course of hours, it never came up. We spent blissful hours just talking about God with no calls to interrupt. It made for a pleasant day with him leaving closer to becoming a Christian.