Driver, T. C. (24 page)

When God, took animal skins and made Adam and Eve clothing, did he do so by zapping or speaking them into being or was there a process? Could he have ordered his servants his angels, or his “sons of God” to make them? I do not know how God made the clothes, it does not matter. The book of Job does tell me that the “sons of God” rejoiced at God’s creation, and that they took wives of earthly women. They are not angels and not Gods, but report to God. One day the Bible says that we saints become and are called “sons of God.” I do know for sure that God uses weak, broken and very imperfect beings to accomplish his will. I know this because he uses me. Just like an earthly father training up and then turning over his work to his son, God must limit himself in order to give me work to do. If God has used you as a tool in this world then you know this truth already. I pray that my God allows me to work for him through out eternity, maybe by sewing some skins together for another Adam and Eve in a different flock, in a different season somewhere in his endless infinite universe. God has never needed my help, or anybody else. God backs out and empowers you and me only by limiting himself. He gives jobs over to us because he loves you and I. God has to use and employ weaker vessels than him self simply because he is the almighty. God could have zapped my lecture into your minds tonight in a moment if he wished to do so. God would have done a perfect Job, I have not, but I have done my best. Praise his Holy name My God has allowed me to speak of him, allowed me to work as his servant. This is the highest honor and blessing given to any man. Friends my point is not complicated. The sons of God in Genesis are the same ones as the sons of God we become in the end! I plan to become a “Sons of God”, a joint heir in Christ! Do You? If you are here tonight and don’t look forward to being sons of God then you are not a saint of God, You are not a born again Christian. You have no place in Gods coming kingdom. God has no half price ticket. We are either a full heir with Jesus or lost and without God. Yes Jesus told the truth about hell and damnation. Jesus made this point clear. Saints are not perfect, but become perfect only by being washed in the blood, and redeemed by Christ. Sons of God are not Gods, they are not perfect when they report to God they sometimes need correcting. Their work is not always easy, but they do have the peace of walking and communing with God. God of course also has angels in his heaven, God can build and use as he wishes. God has only one begotten son. Jesus Christ is a name above every name. We are adopted into Gods family. His spirit dwells in both Saints and “Sons of God”. I believe God had “Sons of God” working for him back in the time of Genesis.

Many so called religious leaders laugh at me, many also condemn me and my so called aliens, or space men of the Bible. I say believe God, not me, do not limit God. Why did Jesus say to his disciples? Do not stop them from preaching just because they are not of us. If they are not against us then they are for us.
 
How many seasons of man has there been? How many flocks are out there? How many times has God made everything new? Jesus did so much for us even during his time in the tomb. He defeated hell, and the grave. Then he ascended (in the flesh) to his father. What about these other flocks, are some of them already “Sons of God” as we will be one day. Could some of them still be in the Garden of Eden? Look into God’s heaven. I do not pretend to know for sure. Will God condemn me for asking foolish questions? Suffer me the fact that Jesus may have many worlds, or flocks, that we are not alone in this universe. If the story I found in sand scrip writings be true history or be fiction or a story from hell, I know not. I am not a wise man, just a saint working out my own salvation with fear and trembling before God.
 

The story I discovered is one of the En’s, Gods workers in Eden. These “sons of God were relatives to Enos, Enock, and Ephraim. They looked for a place, a temporary base or home. A land on earth that was separate and defendable if necessary from early man, who was now out of the Garden and separated from God. They did not want to be too far from “The City” the rock. The sight of their first landing, Jerusalem! Their time on earth was known to be ending but they had not been picked up. God would not always strive directly with man. Man now had to be redeemed. Genesis 6-3

My spirit shall not always strive with man, for he
 
is also flesh! Yet his day shall be a hundred and twenty years!

Another group of God’s early workers or “Sons of Gods” came to live and work in the South Seas, the Isles of the South Pacific. God was not pleased, he had this group leave first, and did not let them abide as long in the Earth as did the En’s, up in what is now called England. The En’s picked what is now the British Isles for their short season of stay (over a hundred years). These ancient workers for God were ruled by and worshiped God. They were not Gods nor were they angels. They were imperfect men who walked with God, just as you and I will be one day in the one thousand year long reign of Christ from Jerusalem. They were working for God in this realm just as angels fight battles, and work for God in the spirit plane. Some were the founders of ancient Egypt.
 
The sons of God have boundaries and they do make mistakes. They report to God and some do better than others, this is for some reason part of God’s plan.
 
How were Pharaoh and his priests able to “keep up” with Moses and Gods plagues, against Egypt? The first four they repeated also, that was pretty good I think! What does the math of the basic pyramid shape say to us? The Great pyramid had a two fold purpose. It is or was a giant water pump. The very top was not all stone like the rest. When a fire was lit a huge siphon was started. The high water of the Nile in flood season came right up to the Sphinx. From there it was pumped to a high under ground cavern and pumped back to the sphinx during the growing season. This food supply plenty helped kick start the early Egyptian culture. The early pharaohs were En’s and half breed En’s and God was not happy with them The other two pyramids did not pump water they were built by later generations as a star map, much later after most decedents of the original En’s were gone!
 
If America knew and could see under the great desert of Africa, and what all is covered with sand, then they would know that God is their only keeper, and is where all blessings come from. America could be in a same like desert in a very short time.
 

The En’s were wise to pick Ireland and England for their stay. The channel the cliffs of Dover the fall back position of Ireland with its back against the raging North Sea, still works today. England’s natural defend ability has saved them in modern times just as it did in ancient wars. Yes Syria, and the Islamic world fighting Jerusalem and England both goes way back to before recorded time. History is waves of time repeating reflections of its self always coming back full circle like the circle of fifths.
 

Look at chapter six for the math of the pyramid, and also the six pointed Jewish star. The seven spheres in a plane (with one at center) plus the six needed to form the sphere when placed in a plane form the Jewish Star. The Jewish star stands for God becoming a man, from a perfect sphere six balls join the plane to form it. This is Gods covenant with Abraham. The math of the pyramid is of man and the Carbon Atom. Look at the simple three sided triangle, and the true four sided pyramid built of the closest stacking of spheres………..
Cornelius started dozing off.
  

The lecture lasted over four hours, I went to the bathroom during part of this stacking billiard balls part. I was never very good at math anyway. I have tried to read the part about the number twenty six and the golden mean squared approaching it but never getting there. I still don’t understand the math. The Golden mean is about 1.614, it comes from ratios in the Bible, the Ark, the temple, etc. I didn’t buy professor Whitt’s book that evening but Tommy Mute did. I did buy his book later, on another island. I then would buy two in fact. I hope you are smarter than me on this math stuff, although I do get part of it. Sometimes we just don’t know the basics! After the lecture I walked by myself through Pearl Harbor. I had to get away from loud Lou Goodliar for a while. I needed some solitude to keep my own sanity. I enjoyed the professors preaching, he did get me thinking but being in a crowd gives me the creeps after awhile, if you know what I mean. I strolled along the Harbor water front just taking my good sweet old time, and enjoying the fresh air. My eyes soon gazed upon one of the most beautiful sail boat yachts I’d ever seen. The type that is so big you wonder how they manage to sail her. As I drew closer oh how majestic she stood, and so close to the shore.
 
At the pier now I could see the boats stern. The name Windy was written in fancy gold script! I stopped in my tracts. I knew this boat from Sydney! I also heard a loud voice calling “Cornelius.” A tall guy smiling with a drink in his hand was waving for me to come aboard.

I walked out on the pier and up the ships gang plank
  
where an old friend met me at the top saying “Welcome aboard Cornelius.”
 
He was Seaman’s First Mate Franklin A. Donner. We were shipmates from way back in the old U.S. Navy days. Bo and Don Dave the Hogg Lady, one of the Johnston twins, and even a son of professor Whitt were all on the sail boat having a party. Franklin served very good food. Most people at the party, just like Daniel and Double De had all been at the Coe estate in Australia. They told me that Ann’s kids had just left, so had Ralph from the space port! Wow! What a party, they poured lots of red wine. Bo and Don sounded great! Mike and Greg from the flight in the outback were both playing music with Bo and Don. This was crazy, I thought to myself! I know all of these people, what’s the odds of that I wondered?
 

After partying many hours into the midmorning’s night, I stumbled my way down the harbor towards the Great Ark. My mind was spinning, not only from red wine and professor Whitt’s lecture, but now all those people on Frank A. Donners big sail boat. This ole’ Cornelius was very glad to be off duty in the morning. I would need the time to sleep in. Partying with Bo and Don can wear a
  
                                                                        
                                                                                                   
person out. Sometimes you just don’t know. Maybe life is
  
just like the number twenty-six, maybe I would never understand all this stuff?

One full day later the Great Ark set sail leaving two months before the great name change. Pearl Harbor would be renamed the Osoma Islamic Bay Bird Refuge. I wondered if I would ever make it back this way again. The ship now carried a full crew of one thousand nine hundred and forty five seamen, plus one thousand four hundred students. Not quite a full dorm. Some like Daniel and Double De had flown home after Pearl. We did pick up some more old folks at the last minute many of them were “over flow Jews” just looking for a room. A bargain price on the trip of a lifetime looks mighty good when you are homeless; come sail on the Great Ark!

The Gospel Café student group on board was from New Mexico. Their music was called Christian Country Western. They had a lady singer; she was younger than me but not a student, she was middle age. Her husband was her manager and ran sound. She sang but also did one woman Biblical plays. This lady was a younger, more talented Christian much prettier, thinner, darker haired version of Hillary Clinton. Do not tell her I said this, she is very sensitive to any comparison to Hillary Clinton. Her stage name was simply Mia. She had a pleasant personality, and a charming nature. She was truly a treasure. Mia turned out a lot of free Christian music downloads and was very popular with long haul truckers. Her band with its singing steel guitar was very good even without her. When she joined in with them the mixture was magic. Mia’s golden voice would have people standing in the doorways as they walked by on deck. Her husband David and I became close friends and could often be found sitting and talking together between music sets at the ships Gospel Café.

                        
End of Chapter six.

The Great Ark approached the coast of Mexico only once. That’s when a cobra chopper landed plus sixteen bug like drones. I knew we were back at war. The killing machine was about to start back up again. My heart sank at the thought of more blood. Our ship held back from shore two hundred miles as if there was a magic line in the sea. Our drones patrolled the vast American southwest desert and Mexico with huge drop tanks of fuel. They were looking for many small targets. Once our prey was found they would punch hard and quick killing small and large groups of people at will. Drones used light guns based on m16 rifle ammunition not heavy cannons. No use wasting big expensive bullets on women and children.