Between two Worlds

Chapter 20

Early the next morning, before I woke, the two alien battleships moved closer together, for the first time. They'd grown tired of waiting.

Inside, the crews were in turmoil. They didn't want to risk anything happening to the few who were sent to Earth, while also not wanting to lose the opportunity to take each other out.

Crews were in disarray. Neither knew what to do. Hostility came too easily to both species, but not all. Which was the reason for the turmoil within both ships. Too many were refusing to act as expected.

The very human action of mutiny had taken place by both inhuman looking crews, which was the only reason the ships stopped moving towards each other. Their hatred was set aside to deal with internal issues that arose, due to God moving within both ships.

God was encouraging the questioning of orders to prevent generations long war from breaking out, over Earth. How many generations? Only God knew, just like only God could encourage them to stop.

I woke knowing it wasn't just a dream I had to show both crews. It to be from God showing me what was happening. There was no other explanation for me knowing it was happening.

My dreams always fade quickly. Bot not this time. It had to be from God. There was no other explanation, just like knowing mutiny occurred to stop both ships.

What's happening up there? I've no idea. I just know war came very close.

God used a dream to get my attention. When proverbial feathers and hammers didn't work, what else could He do? God may be infinitely patient, but sentient beings aren't God. We were all lacking in that department, and so many others.

I woke, and immediately started to pray, which was normal. Just not calling for Him to prevent war if it was God's will.

We were told there would be war, and rumors of war, by Jesus, until his return as the Lion. I hoped what was happening out there was more along the lines of rumor, than war. But only God, and the aliens knew, for certain.

The prayer might have been normal for my routine, but checking the internet for news, first thing, wasn't. Not that I checked the news, all that often to begin with. News tended to take my mind away from God, which was why I so rarely bothered.

I checked my email, first. Just in case there was something from Secretary Woodall. There was nothing, just like the news.

I know it wasn't just a dream. It happened, but no one's reporting it, including my boss.

Something like that, should've been all over the news, at least. But there was nothing at all. It was as if it never happened, even though it had.

A news blackout was the only answer I could come up with. Nothing else made sense, but why include me?

How can I advise Secretary Woodall, without all the information? It wasn't the first time and suspected it wouldn't be the last. The unknown irked me a great deal.

I was calmed by God, before I let the unknown get to me. It made me realize that I was there for a reason. God chose me to be Secretary Woodall's advisor. That calming could only come from Him.

I may have failed Him as His minister, but wouldn't fail him, that time.

Throughout the day, there were no emails, no calls, no visitors. If I had to guess, no one in the government could make sense of what happened. And neither ambassador was talking to anyone.