Two alien species. One threat to Earth. But who is the real threat and who can be trusted?
Twelve-year-old Flipper didn’t believe in aliens – until he was kidnapped by one.
When he wakes up one morning on the planet Vetrix he is trapped in the midst of an inter-planetary war. As Flipper struggles to survive and find a way back to Earth he discovers he may be a descendant of one of the warring species and that his intervening in the war may be his destiny, if destiny is decided by a computer program.
On Earth, Allison begins having dreams that turn out to be real experiences. When she watches a purple man disappear with her cousin, Flipper, no one believes her. Allison’s best friend Josh agrees to help and together the two sixth-graders begin their own investigation that leads them to the truth behind the Roswell Incident of 1947 and current alien activity on Earth.
As they try to figure out how to expose the secret colony of aliens and their plans to destroy the human race, Allison attempts to use her dreams to locate and rescue Flipper.
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This is the 14th installment of GRIT’s adventure. To start at the beginning for context, start with Grim Failure.
Working with Stan
Stan growled. Probably because he had to hunt me down at the collection site since I hadn’t met him near administration like noted in the file. I didn’t want to leave until the authorities arrived to care for the baby. Being a few minutes late is a pretty minor offense for me.
Fortunately, a police car arrived the same time Stan did so I did what I did best—apologize.
“Sorry Stan, we started talking and got sidetracked. We’re ready to go.”
Although I hadn’t saved the baby’s life, no need in stirring up suspicion.
Stan glanced toward the crying baby, then toward the pounding on the front door. He scowled but didn’t say anything.
“Fill out your paperwork while I make this delivery. I’ll meet you in administration. We need to talk.”
He gave the dead soul a frightening look. “Let’s go.”
A couple of hours later (they tell you that the paperwork gets easier when you’re full-time but it doesn’t) I sat with Stan in one of the many meeting rooms with the door closed for privacy.
“What you did for Samantha…” For the first time since I had known him, Stan had a hard time talking.
I waited a long time before I spoke, which upset him even more. “I just reacted. I ignored protocol and we were both lucky you showed up. What I did was no big deal.”
“It is a big deal!” He slapped the table, hard, and if he would have done that when he interrogated me I would have told him whatever he wanted to hear.
Then I saw tears, as in more than one. I didn’t realize he was capable of showing emotion; at least not this kind. I wanted to hand him a tissue or scoot the box toward him so he would use one but I thought that would make him angrier so I waited silently.
“Samantha is like a daughter. I practically raised her and now she’s the only family I have left.”
Much to my relief, he took a tissue and dabbed his eyes. “Rules are rules and I don’t much give a rip for them if they hurt someone, especially when that someone is the only person I love. Your actions saved her life and that’s all I care about. I appreciate it and that’s why I told Samantha I would help you. Don’t get any funny business, though. I can help but I can’t protect you from everything. Do you hear what I’m saying?”
I didn’t know if having Stan as my Guardian Angel was a good thing or not. I decided to remain thankful and try not to be so pessimistic. Besides, wasn’t this an opportunity and didn’t I have a little bit of leverage now? Maybe I could use that.
“I’ve always wanted to be a reaper, and while it hasn’t been what I expected, I think I can do a good job. It’s just that…there will be times I’m going to help people. I can’t help myself,” I quickly added when Stan shot me a knowing look.
“Like the baby today?”
So much for my foolproof plan. “You know about that?” I shouldn’t have sounded so surprised.
He tossed a file that slid across the desk and rested perfectly in front of me. “Of course I know what happened.”
The file was on the baby, a girl named Bonnie. She would have frozen to death overnight, alone in the house. In my reaper state I didn’t realize the house’s heater didn’t work.
“Be smart. Cover your butt and mine as best you can. I’ll do what I am able on my end but know that you can still screw up enough to get booted from being a reaper. Frankly, I’d still bet on it,” (there’s the Stan I know) “but Samantha is convinced otherwise. If you ever disappoint or hurt her, Hades won’t be able to protect you.”
The word testament means covenant. Thus, the Old Testament means the old covenant.
Jesus explained the new covenant during the last supper, in Matthew 26:27-28, after he broke the bread:
“Then he took a cup, and when he had given thanks, he gave it to them, saying, ‘Drink from it, all of you. This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.’”
While instructing the Corinthians about the Lord’s Supper, Paul repeats Jesus’s words. 1 Corinthians 11:25 says:
“In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying, ‘This cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of me.’”
In Hebrew 8, where the author writes extensively about the old and new covenants, he states in verses 6 and 7:
“But in fact, the ministry Jesus has received is as superior to theirs as the covenant of which he is mediator is superior to the old one, since the new covenant is established on better promises. For if there had been nothing wrong with that first covenant, no place would have been sought for another.”
The new covenant is what the New Testament is all about.
What book of the Bible has the most chapters? That distinction goes to the book of Psalms at 150 chapters. The second is the book of Isaiah with 66 chapters.
In fact, the top 13 books in the bible with the most chapters are in the Old Testament. In order, they are:
Yes, the Bible tells us that Jesus died for our sins, but so what? What makes that true?
Paul tells us in 1 Corinthians 15:17: “And if Christ has not been raised, your faith is futile; you are still in your sins.”
The resurrection is what proves Jesus true.
Lots of people have lived good lives, taught multitudes of people, and some have even performed miracles. But no one else has ever predicted their own resurrection and pulled it off. No one, except Jesus.
Paul makes that clear in verse 20, “But Christ has indeed been raised from the dead.”
Because Jesus has risen from the dead, Paul concludes this chapter on the resurrection with verses 55-58:
“Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?”
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.
Without the resurrection, our sins have not been forgiven. If Jesus has not risen, nothing else matters.
In 1 Corinthians 15:5-8, Paul writes, “and that he (Jesus) appeared to Cephas, and then to the Twelve. After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers and sisters at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born.”
These verses demonstrate that Jesus’s resurrection was not a hoax, a lie, or an hallucination.
Jesus not only appeared to multiple people, he did so on several occasions. While he didn’t stay long—he ascended after forty days (Acts 1:3)—Jesus helped Peter forgive himself, taught the apostles and gave them instructions, and even ate with them.
And maybe most important was that he appeared to so many people.
That’s one of the points that Paul makes in these verses is that most of those who saw Jesus after his resurrection were still alive. In other words, double check his claims. Go ask them. He wasn’t afraid of being fact-checked.
The evidence for the resurrection was there and he pointed his readers straight to it.
1 Corinthains 15 deals with the core of our faith and our focus for the next three weeks, Jesus’s resurrection.
In verses 3-4, Paul writes, “For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures,”
This isn’t the only time the New Testament claims that all of the Old Testament spoke of Jesus.
John 1:45 addresses the beginning of Jesus’s ministry: “Philip found Nathanael and told him, ‘We have found the one Moses wrote about in the Law, and about whom the prophets also wrote—Jesus of Nazareth, the son of Joseph.”
After his resurrection, Jesus appeared to two disciples in Luke 24:27: “And beginning with Moses and all the Prophets, he (Jesus) explained to them what was said in all the Scriptures concerning himself.”
Later, the writer of Hebrews quoted Psalm 40 in Hebrews 10:5-7: “Therefore, when Christ came into the world, he said: ‘…Here I am—it is written about me in the scroll…’”
You won’t read far in the Old Testament without seeing clues to Jesus, if you know what you’re looking for.
Springing forward and falling back give us a sense that something about the sun’s rotation has changed when actually the only thing different is our routine.
For a real example of the sun doing something miraculous, we don’t have to look any further than the Bible.
In Joshua 10, Joshua and the Israelites are early in their campaign from leaving the desert wanderings to take over and occupy the promised land.
Five kings joined forces and set up around Gibeon, an ally of the Israelites. God told Joshua not to be afraid of the kings because He will give them victory. After marching all night, Joshua and the Israelite army surprised the kings, which brings us to verse ten:
10 The Lord threw them into confusion before Israel, so Joshua and the Israelites defeated them completely at Gibeon. Israel pursued them along the road going up to Beth Horon and cut them down all the way to Azekah and Makkedah.
11 As they fled before Israel on the road down from Beth Horon to Azekah, the Lord hurled large hailstones down on them, and more of them died from the hail than were killed by the swords of the Israelites.
12 On the day the Lord gave the Amorites over to Israel, Joshua said to the Lord in the presence of Israel:
“Sun, stand still over Gibeon, and you, moon, over the Valley of Aijalon.”
13 So the sun stood still, and the moon stopped, till the nation avenged itself on its enemies,
as it is written in the Book of Jashar.
The sun stopped in the middle of the sky and delayed going down about a full day.
14 There has never been a day like it before or since
We can adjust our clocks but only God can change time.
Something that’s easy to mix up when reading the Bible is prescribing descriptions. What do I mean by that?
A description is simply telling us what happened. Many passages in the Bible are describing an action or event but not meant for us to replicate it.
For example, in Genesis 9, Noah planted a vineyard, drank some wine, and got drunk. If we read that as a prescription, we might conclude that God wants us to plant a vineyard and get drunk. After all, Genesis 6:8 tells that, “Noah found favor in the eyes of the Lord.”
We know God doesn’t want us to imitate Noah on this occasion because in the New Testament we have a clear prescription, or command, “Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery.”
Sometimes descriptions can be used to demonstrate prescriptions. In Genesis 39, Joshua ran away out of the house when Potifar’s wife tried to seduce him. From the story, we might conclude that he shouldn’t have left because he ended up being falsely accused of attacking Potifar’s wife and thrown into jail.
Pairing the description of the story with the description (command) found in 1 Corinthians 6:18, “Flee from sexual immorality,” helps clarify the story. Now we can rightly conclude that Joshua’s act was godly even though he suffered greatly because of it.
These are two clear examples of right and wrong actions that would be hard to misinterpret. Later, we’ll look at other descriptions that can, and do, get misunderstood as prescriptions.
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This is the 13th installment of GRIT’s adventure. To start at the beginning for context, start with Grim Failure.
First Real Assignment
They weren’t kidding when they said to report to administration immediately following my hearing. I barely managed to read the details and still make it to my assignment on time. I really didn’t want to start off my regular gig as a reaper by missing my first soul. Though truth be told, arriving on time didn’t guarantee anything with my record.
I made it, though the scene turned my stomach. An older man, several days unshaven, lay on the couch in a dark room, barely breathing. His eyes were wide and empty and his mouth opened like he was stunned. The room was filthy, littered with trash, crawling with bugs. His cell phone buzzed on the coffee table, just out of his reach. Beside it sat several needles. A rubber band still wrapped his arm and a red puncture displayed his last hit. I glanced in his file and confirmed that his death was due to an overdose.
That’s why administration had assigned me this particular victim. I couldn’t intervene; couldn’t do anything to save him, and even if I could have, I didn’t have time. Within seconds his body stopped breathing and his soul stood before me, not at all shocked by his predicament.
As if it knew what had happened, a baby began to babble from another room. I looked at the dead man, wide eyed, and read the shame on his face.
“You here for me.”
It wasn’t a question but I nodded, then frantically scanned the file and let out a sigh of relief when I didn’t see a mention of the baby. There was only one death today. The baby would live.
“Can you help?”
“No. you’re dead and there’s nothing I can do but deliver your soul for judgment.”
“I mean the kid.” He pointed to the room where the baby’s talk turned to crying.
“He…she…”
“She,” the dead man confirmed, his face full of guilt.
“She’s not going to die,” I said, thankful for the knowledge she would live because I wanted to help. “Someone will find and take care of her.”
“You don’t understand.” He paused long enough I thought I was supposed to understand from his statement alone. He finally continued, his voice full of remorse. “I stole the girl a few hours ago. I was going to sell her for a hefty payday. If you don’t do something they’ll be here soon to traffic her. Now that I’m not full of drugs I can’t live with myself if that happened.”
I really wanted to point out that he could no longer live with or without himself as he was dead, but even the Grim Reaper school humor was lost on me because of the seriousness of the situation. It couldn’t hurt to help the girl out, could it?
It was my first professional full-time job and I had my assigned soul. I could, I should take mister druggie (now former druggie) to Stan, fill out the paperwork, and then go celebrate my new position and first successful job without any hiccups. Plus, I wanted to tell my parents the good news.
The baby wailed, making it hard to concentrate. What was there to consider? He didn’t have to live with himself, but I had to live with myself. Did I think I could fulfill my duties as a reaper for the extent of my career without bending a few rules? For whatever reason I liked people. I wanted to help. Although I knew I couldn’t prevent every death, I also knew that I couldn’t ignore every suffering. I had to figure out a compromise and this seemed like a simple one without any negative consequences. If I helped the baby I would be improving her life situation, not preventing her death. It was likely that no one would ever know what I did. And even if it was discovered, it would be years down the road when she would have met her natural death given her current situation. I shuddered at the thought of that baby being sold and raised to serve whoever purchased her.
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