Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part Eight

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Minnesota Undercover – Part Eight

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

I immediately recognized the man as he walked to the front and then it dawned on me where I had seen him before. Sure enough it was the man who had fallen on me in the hotel lobby and it appeared to be the same man I had apparently seen do a back-flip at the Minnesota airport!

“My name is Martin Kasam,” he said with a clear but thick middle eastern accent. “I have been the lead special agent for the Federal Anti-Terrorism Division here in the Minnesota region.”

Martin talked fast but he seemed to have the unique ability of enunciating every syllable in every word as he spoke.

“I want to welcome you all here but we have much to cover so I won’t waste your valuable time.” he said.

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Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part Seven

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Minnesota Undercover – Part Seven

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

 

We continued walking along side agent Da Voy as he led us to each of our rooms. We passed four elevator doors on both sides of us and then I noticed rows of doors lined one after another throughout the long hall. It looked as if we had arrived at another hotel but this time by helicopter. As we passed a few more doors I noticed each door had a curious white letter and number combination printed on the front. I was contemplating the meaning of the letters and numbers when agent Da Voy stopped in front of door 2COR 520-1249.  He told us that this would be Natalie’s room and the room directly across from her was to be mine. Jacob would be in the room next to Natalie’s. The agent then handed us each an electronic room access card and told us we would find changes of clothes that may or may not fit among other amenities inside our room. My room number was 2COR 520-1250.

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Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part Six

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Minnesota Undercover – Part Six

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

 

Once inside the helicopter, the sound of the rotors were still nearly deafening so I was thankful for the headset I was given. As the helicopter slowly lifted off the ground, I reflected back to my seeing the multiple helicopters circling the skies around the city as we arrived at the hotel.  Who could have imagined this?  I was now flying in a law enforcement helicopter headed to who knows where during what appeared to be the worst attacks this country had seen since September 11, 2001. I glanced out the right side window to see us now moving away from the Ritz hotel. The parking area below appeared to shrink in size as we continued to gain altitude. The chopper pilot banked the helicopter slightly to the left and then we leveled out momentarily. Suddenly it felt as if we were beginning to tip forward and then we began to speed briskly away from the hotel. What was this all about? I wondered again. Sure, it was exciting riding along as we were in a law enforcement helicopter no less, even though I had no idea where we were headed. Yet whatever it was we were part of, it seemed pretty important to involve special agents and undercover law enforcement.

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Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part Five

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Minnesota Undercover – Part Five

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

Just then Jacob reached his arm over my head toward my chest. I saw his hand was open as if he wanted me to shake it again but then I realized he was trying to help me up. I grabbed Jacob’s hand.

“That was quite a fall,” Jacob said as he pulled me up. Jacob pointed toward the other man wearing the Fedora. “I think someone pushed him.” he said. “We should find Russell and see if we can get out of here before things get out of hand.”

Things might have been already out of hand.  A large scale uproar was now beginning to erupt in the far side of the lobby. I heard a few of the people hollering and talking loudly. Some security officers rushed by us toward the commotion. Many of the hotel guests were growing increasingly agitated by the minute so I began to look around for our cab driver. Where was Russell? I had lost track of him after we had gone inside the hotel. He seemed to be on a mission.

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Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part Four

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Minnesota Undercover – Part Four

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

Although Jacob didn’t verbally object to what I had just told them, I could see he was shaking his head. I was glad Russell had his eyes still plastered to the road during my mini sermon. We had been riding together on the same road for what seemed like more than only a few minutes and it had. Our car was one in a long line of cars on the Minnesota interstate, but at least we were creeping along albeit slowly and steadily.

As we continued driving in the direction of the Ritz hotel I was given the opportunity to mention how we can access God’s forgiveness. I told them how we must repent of our sin by turning away from it and by asking God’s forgiveness for breaking His commands. “We must make God’s sacrifice for our sin our own by putting complete trust in Jesus Christ alone.” I said.

I added by quoting a scripture from Romans 10:9. “If you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.”

Jacob responded with an air of doubt in his voice. “Well since you brought it up, how do you know Jesus was actually God and not just another good prophet?” He asked. “Because He claims to be.” I said with assurance in my voice.

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Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part Three

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Minnesota Undercover – Part Three

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

 

Jacob assured me he would be glad to help should the need arise.

“Thank you.” I told him feeling grateful for his help.

I still had questions I wanted to ask her. Did she have family in the area? Where was she headed to before we were forced to evacuate the airport? And none of us knew her name.

Jacob interrupted my thoughts. “So you’re a Christian?” he said directing his question to me. I sensed an air of disappointment in his voice.

“Yes I am,” I said. “But I need to clarify the word Christian because it means different things to different people.”

I wanted to clarify what I meant in detail but still wondered what he meant by saying he was more Jewish so I decided to ask.  “I am curious about what you meant when you said you were more Jewish? More Jewish than what?”

Jacob seemed hesitant to answer. “Um, that’s a good question…..” he paused for a moment, then continued. “I believe in God from the Torah, but there are things in the Bible I don’t believe.” he said.

“Like what?” I quickly responded.

Traffic had been steadily crawling on the interstate for some time now, but at least we were moving—even if it was only about fifteen miles per hour.

Jacob continued. “Well, like the Messiah—Yeshua as mentioned in the New Testament. I don’t believe He has come yet despite what you probably believe.” he said. “The Jesus mentioned in the Bible makes outrageous claims about His deity which I just don’t see as possible. There are other things I don’t know but we can discuss them if we have time.”

Russell quickly spoke up. “Well to me all the religions are a load of bunk.” He said sounding irritated at the direction of the conversation. “Especially when they teach that if you’re not a follower of them you must be killed.”

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Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part Two

 

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Minnesota Undercover – Part Two

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

 

 

The gruff sounding cab driver was the first to respond.

“Uh, no… They’re saying the whole area is down. Both cities too…and probably others in the state.”

The gentleman seated in front of me seemed to agree.

“This had to be a major attack if both Minneapolis and St. Paul are out.” he added.

Our cab got into a long line of cars already entering the interstate. It was as if we were part of a funeral procession and the whole state had been invited. Once on the interstate we crept along for about a mile for what seemed like an hour and then I saw it as I looked out my right-side window. Off in the nearby distance, smoke and flames were shooting up from a large building ahead. I turned my head back to glance out the cab’s rear window. I caught a glimpse of the airport we just left. There were flames with black and gray smoke billowing from what appeared to be the airport’s main terminal. I saw police and news choppers darting around the moonless night sky. I quickly turned my head forward again toward the building we were approaching. This time I caught what looked like red and orange flames coming from the front.

Holy mackerel, I thought, is that the Mall of America?

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Minnesota Undercover – A short story – Part One

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Minnesota Undercover – Part One

Tim D. McConnaughy Jr.

 

 

“You can’t go that way,” he said.

The man was tall with black bushy hair and a five o’clock shadow that appeared to cover the bottom portion of his face. He was wearing a midnight blue sweater, light gray pants and dark colored loafers. He was yelling to a man just ahead of him. Their attention seemed to have been focused on running. The second man was much shorter and faster. His bronze colored hair was partially concealed but he was wearing a little brown fedora with a pink feather. He had on long lightly colored khaki pants and a rainbow vertically striped shirt that appeared to be similar to a woman’s silk blouse.

The bushy-haired man repeated his call, “We can’t go that way, the doors are locked!”

Just then muted voices could be heard in the distance. Suddenly I watched the colorfully dressed man, who appeared to be of Middle Eastern decent, spin around 180 degrees and then proceed to do a back-flip in the middle of the room.

Clearly, something about this story wasn’t making sense and then it hit me, I must be having a dream. For me, dreams rarely seem to make sense especially after I try to put them together again after waking up. I concluded this definitely had to be a dream and one I was in. But was it happening now or had it already happened?  Right now it was difficult to know what was real and what wasn’t. I wanted to yell to see if I was awake or not. I tried to yell something aloud but nothing—no sound. As if this situation couldn’t get any stranger it did.

Suddenly I began feeling cold……and wet, really wet. Rain? Yep, that must be it—it was raining and I was outside in the cold wet rain. But why couldn’t I make any sound? I didn’t know but what was apparent was that I was getting drenched. Were the other men getting wet? Where were we anyways? I couldn’t see or hear them anymore but I noticed the black pants I was wearing were now beginning to stick to my legs and the blue pullover I had on appeared to be glued to my back. Then I felt something wrapped around my neck. It must have been the strap from the bag I was intending to carry on the plane. Then I remembered! I was at the airport! Maybe things were starting to make sense again. My flight! I’m going to miss my flight!

I tried to run but I couldn’t. I seemed to be stuck. I desperately wanted out of whatever was going on. It felt like my pants were so soggy I was beginning to wonder if I was even wearing any. I tried to wake up but I must’ve been super tired because whatever was really happening wasn’t going away. Then I heard what sounded like someone yelling again.

“They keep going this way….” the voice trailed off……”they’re gonna end up in hell!”

I noticed the dark haired man approaching.

Then I heard him yell. “C’mon, we gotta hurry!”

Was he yelling at me or someone else? I wasn’t sure but wished someone would notice my predicament.  I tried to scream hoping to get the men’s attention. I opened my mouth to utter the word, help! This time I was certain my lips were moving but I still didn’t hear any sound. Was I deaf? Couldn’t be, since I had just thought I had heard the men yelling about something. And there were other voices. Again I heard what sounded like men’s voices.

“There’s no way we’re going to hell if hell doesn’t exist!”

I wanted to respond and so I tried. “But what if it does?” I said but I heard nothing. Just great, I thought, feeling more frustrated than ever. Still, no sound!

I heard another man’s voice, “We got a fire here! There’s a fire!”

At that moment thoughts about what Jesus says about hell began to flood my mind. What if these people were not part of a dream at all? What if there was a fire and people were going to die?! I felt the need to warn them and tell them what God says.

 

Suddenly a surge of pain ran up my arm. It felt like my left arm was being pulled from its socket. Then I felt the surge of pain again—this time it was even stronger. The pain began to ricochet around my shoulder and back through my arm again. Just then my whole body felt like it had hit a concrete wall—and hard. I opened my eyes to see the leg of a chair next to my head. I seemed to be lying on the floor in a pool of water. Continue reading

8 Inconvenient Truths About Supporting Democrat Candidates

1. God removed from party platform –  It’s true the Democrat party officially removed God from their party platform in 2012

2. Pro Abortion – The left generally supports the murder of babies otherwise they couldn’t adopt it’s party platform

3. Pro Homosexual Marriage –  The left supports homosexual marriage

4. Will advocate and fight for illegal immigration – The left is outraged when one seeks to keep America safe by upholding the law supporting legal immigration rather than illegal immigration

5.  Believe Christians are a greater threat than any religion and it’s followers which advocate murder and beheading simply for believing in Jesus Christ

6. Will choose to lie in order to protect like minded candidates and government officials rather than doing the right thing and seeking the truth

7. Believe Climate Change (global warming) is a greater threat than people who hate us and want to kill us

8. Hypocritical/False Protection of Women – Will support the abuse of women within Islam and the ridicule and denigration of Conservative /Christian women and others in Hollywood movies/TV shows. The false claim to support women extends to music as democrats participate and use profanity and vulgarities aimed toward women commonly found in rap lyrics all the while claiming to hate Donald Trump for being inappropriate toward women


 

 

Related Interest

Do Christians Hate Homosexuals?

Hitler and Abortion Link

 

 

 

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7 Important Scriptural Reminders for this Resurrection Sunday (and all time)

1. Israel is God’s chosen people

Psalm 135:4 – For the LORD has chosen Jacob for Himself, Israel for His special treasure.

 

2.  Many gods, but no other God besides God.  –  Psalm 135:5b  – “Our Lord is above all gods.” 

1 John 5:20 – We know that the Son of God has come and has given us an understanding, that we may know Him who is true; and we are in Him who is true, in His Son Jesus Christ. This is the true God and eternal life.

 

3. All people have sinned against God (we have broken God’s Law the Ten Commandments for God is holy and perfect) –  Psalm 130:3 –  “If You, LORD, should mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand?”

 

4. There is Redemption and Forgiveness of sin – (We have broken God’s law but Jesus paid our fine)  – Psalm 130:4,7 – “But there is forgiveness with You, That You may be feared….hope in the LORD; For with the LORD there is mercy, And with Him is abundant redemption.  ” 

Romans 5:8 – God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

 

5. Jesus conquered death (the second death in Hell).  Jesus forgives sin.  Jesus Christ rose from the dead as promised (the Resurrection)  – 

1 Timothy 3:16  – God was manifested in the flesh, Justified in the Spirit, Seen by angels, Preached among the Gentiles, Believed on in the world, Received up in glory.

 

6. Jesus is Who He said He was.  Colossians 1:15-17  –  He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.  For by Him all things were created that are in heaven and that are on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or principalities or powers. All things were created through Him and for Him.  And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist.

 

7. Jesus can be trusted because the Resurrection is real

1 Corinthians 15:3-8  –  For I [the Apostle Paul] delivered to you first of all that which I also received: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, and that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the Scriptures, and that He was seen by Cephas [Peter], then by the twelve [disciples].  After that He was seen by over five hundred brethren at once… After that He was seen by James, then by all the apostles.  Then last of all He was seen by me also, as by one born out of due time.


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