At Exactly 12:34
Chester argued all the way back to the kitchen. What does God have to do with the 5 Wisdoms.
They are the very part of the nature around us. Science has proved all this through centuries
of experimentation and observation. No religion has had these 5 truths buried in its
arcane past. And none of this proves God exists. At least not to me. If God exists
he must give me a sign. But a sign from God would have to be pretty creepy to
make me believe." Chester had a grin of a confident man.
The Master took a basket from the kitchen, obviously made by Sanjiv, and walked
over to the back porch. There was a small table with a digital clock on it,
clustered around the table were several pillows. Up against the wall were several
paintings covered by a cloth. The Master motioned for Chester to sit.
As he laid out the lunch, Master explained. "God is a personal experience. And it
occurs in your heart and not in your brain. God has been showing you a sign for
over 20 years. He is about to show it to you again. Chester, what time is it?"
Chester was startled and quit reaching for the warm rolls. Glancing at the digital
clock he did a double take. It read 12:34 pm. Chester felt a rising panic as he
watched the Master uncover a painting of his 6th grade science project.
It was a mechanical clock that had wheels with numbers on it that peeked through
holes to show a digital time. It didn't work
very well and always quit at 12:34. The Master had painted him as a boy
working on his project with the clock showing 12:34. Then he pulled out several more,
each with Chester looking at a digital clock and it being 12:34. All I know is this is
your sign from God but I don't understand exactly how. Would you please solve this mystery
I have had for many years. Why have I painted so many paintings with the time
of 12:34 being a theme?"
Chester was stunned. This was Chester's most private secret. He had never ever told
anyone of the little head game Chester had played with himself since he was a boy.
Chester's voice quivered as he tried to get the words out. "When I was a boy I read
all about Merlin the Magician and fancied myself as a powerful wizard. And since all
of the religions seemed to hate magic, I liked it even better. So I invented my own
special secret magic. I came up with it at the same time I was doing my science project.
I decided I was an all powerful Wizard at exactly 12:34
and any wish I made while it was 12:34 would come true. So I started playing a game of trying to notice
exactly when a digital clock said it was 12:34. All of the clocks in my house
were the old fashion analog clocks with second hands and such. So I invented a digital
clock that was made of 2 wheels that turned behind 2 holes in cardboard face.
It was the source of my magic power. Only I knew the secret of seeing 12:34 on a
digital clock before they were even invented. Years later when they were actually
being sold as alarm clocks and wristwatches I remembered my childish nonsense of
magic. However a very queer thing started happening. I would absent mindedly look
up to see what time it was, and it seemed that for several weeks at a time,
almost every night and every day I would just glance and see 12:34. Then I started trying
to catch the clock at 12:34 on purpose and would miss it every time.
I've played this game for years. It drives me nuts. The harder I try to
catch the clock at 12:34 I miss it. When I finally give up and leave it alone
it plays the game with me. I start seeing 12:34 in the weirdest places. On buses,
on billboards, on the clocks, but never when I was looking for it. I've never told
anyone about this because I'm sure they would have thought I was crazy. It has been the
only irrational part of my life that I know of. How does this prove God exists?"
The Master looked at Chester and sighed. All I can say is, "I asked God for a sign
many years ago when I realized I was a Master Mystic of the true knowledge. You see a Master Mystic must
pass on his knowledge to his successor. It is how the information is passed down.
I asked God to give me a sign so I could
recognize my successor and he showed me 12:34 as glowing numbers.
About 10 years ago,
my meditations showed me I should learn how to paint. About 5 years ago I started
having visions that would trouble me until I painted them. The troubling ones
have always turned into paintings of you."
Chester was feeling strange. Tears were streaming down his eyes yet he seemed distant
and detached as he started experiencing a powerful "I've been here before feeling!"
Continue with The Story part 8.
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