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| After Solving the Case of the Greatest Mystery |
| Written by Wilma Zalabak, M.Div. |
| Monday, 30 May 2011 08:26 |
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Notes After Solving Case of the Greatest Mystery Copyright 2000-2011 Wilma Zalabak
During the dark days of earth, which I mentioned in a little story I sent you not long ago, I often came upon my friend Mr. Zane with a book in his hands, brown, leather bound, and cracking at the worn places. When he looked up from reading it the glow in his eyes accompanied an ecstatic sigh and I knew his next words would be "Remember the Lam, Stetson."
One day I saw beside him a paper on which he had jotted. I took the paper to the chair opposite him, sat there, and studied the jottings. They were words, comparable phrases. There were notations here and there about Greek or Hebrew words. I didn’t think my friend had studied any foreign languages, but with that mind of his, I couldn’t I know but what he had learned both Greek and Hebrew during his last adventure.
I read, "ATOZ = Alpha and Omega, the first and last letters of the Greek alphabet." I remembered the letter with seven addressees, signed ATOZ.
What interested me more was an organization that seemed to be arising to my mind from what he had noted. These were phrases and scenes from the Bible, specifically the book of Revelation. Each phrase or scene my friend had paired with a similar one from the book of Daniel. The organization that presented itself to my mind was to set all the scenes and phrases in order as he had noted their chapters and verses. I rewrote the list in order and found myself covered with a sense of awe and joy. Now I knew about the glow in the eyes and the ecstatic sigh. Somehow this book listened to how my mind works and spoke my language.
Because of Zane’s pairing of the data, and my discovery of order to the pairs, I was able to obtain an outline and sectioning of the data that seemed simply to grow right out of the text.
When I showed it to my friend, he studied it for some time in his deep silence. Then he said, "Now that’s good work, Stetson."
To see this pairing of the data, click here.
Zane added more to his notes on the book of Revelation as the days passed. I watched and soon realized he was making sense from the book out of all the dangers and disasters surrounding us at the time. His clues were in the form of equations carefully noted on his paper:
Seven-addressee letter = seven churches Seven colors = seven seals Seven sounds = seven trumpets Seven disasters = seven last plagues Seven griefs = seven laments Lam = the Lamb Dag = the dragon
I put this list of equations together with my previous outline to make an outline of our experience that corresponded to the text. I remembered that, upon return from his adventure my friend had said, "I’ve been to the center, and I know the outcome." I wanted to understand that center part of my outline, the part that corresponded to Zanes’ absence and adventure. I also wanted to know about the end parts, which hadn’t happened yet.
Seven-addressee letter = seven churches Freedom burned, Lam appears Seven colors = seven seals Seven sounds = seven trumpets Zane's absence and adventure Seven disasters = seven last plagues Seven griefs = seven laments Dag appears, great war
I showed my outline to my friend, and after a surprisingly short study, he erupted into the greatest show of dynamic emotion I have ever seen in him before or since.
"Stetson, do you know what this means?" he nearly shouted into my into my face. He produced another paper with more jottings from the book of Revelation, more words and phrases paired not this time with Daniel but with other words and phrases from within the same book, the book of Revelation. He had already worked on the organizing. Beginning was paired with the end, and next after beginning paired with next before end, until an obvious center became quite clear.
To see this pairing of flanks to show a center, click here.
"My friend, please calm yourself," I pleaded. "All I can see is that the center of this book must be very important. I want to know what it’s about."
"I’ve been to the center, and I know the outcome," he said again. "I know it by scientific deductions I drew from experiences with the Lam while I was away. However, this is an immense boost to my scientific deductions."
I found myself leaning forward in my chair, thinking of collaring him in my hurry to know, but I managed to remain steady and give him a level eye. "Go on," I said.
"Stetson, let’s go out tonight."
"Have you forgotten the curfew?"
"No, we’ll go in our minds thinking it through very carefully. Where shall we go?"
"I haven’t been out in so long. I would love to see the Heathmans again. I miss Fred Heathman’s indomitable humor."
"To the Heathmans it is then. After we go out and get a carriage, where will we go and what will we pass?"
"We’ll take the high road through the meadow to the woods."
"Go on."
"We will pass down through the Mosely Farm and come to that Hobcombe Pond. At the stand of reeds turn left into the Heathman’s drive."
"Yes, indeed. And when we return what will we experience?"
"Why, the same things in reverse order."
"Name them."
"The Heathman’s drive, the stand of reeds, Hobcombe Pond, the Mosely Farm, the woods and the meadow on the high road," I went quickly through the list.
"Very good. Then we release the carriage and come back inside. On the way back we know the way. We already saw the tree the last storm blew down. We already found the way around the mud and water flooding the road from the pond. We know the way. What else is different on the way back?"
"We are talking about different things."
"Like what, Stetson?"
"We have what happened in our visit to discuss and then our attention turns toward home with a certain pleasing anticipation." I was thinking of my beautiful wife.
"Pleasing anticipation," he said and went away somewhere in his mind to a place I could not, nor did I want to, disturb him.
Several minutes went by, then I left him quietly. I thought about the book of Revelation and its mysterious center. I repeated to myself what I thought my friend Zane would say about it. "On the way in you pass by certain kinds of issues and events. On the way back out you pass by in reverse order the same kinds of issues and events, only they’re different this time—or else you are." |
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