What could happen if climate change forced humanity to find a new home?
To make the journey we must leave behind our most cherished beliefs and hatreds and have faith that God will find us again in the stars.
Act of God
Book 1: In the Beginning
By Jan Byron Strogh
Genre
Science Fiction, Space Opera
Earth is facing a coming ice age. Humanity has marshalled
its technology and resources in an attempt to delay the great cold; a diversion
necessary to maintain hope for the people. But some few know the truth. There
is little hope left on Earth. But there may still be hope in the stars.
Michael, ward of the church since childhood is summoned for
humanity's most ambitious and secret undertaking. Shepard the human race to a
new home.
Finished construction, 240 million kilometres from the sun
is the Ark. The ship designed to carry one half million souls in suspended
animation to a new world.
But the mission of the Ark is more than simply saving the
human species. Its creator, the New Unified Church must save the human spirit
and accomplish what humanity never attempted; bring together the religions of
the world and expunge the ancient hatreds that dominate doctrine.
But the cost to the church will be its very existence. In order to unify, all agree that the Ark must not carry the symbols, books or even the knowledge of any of the old religions. To survive, humanity must lose God and have faith that God will find them in the stars.
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It felt like no time at all had passed when Michael woke again. This time the lights in the medical bay were bright. His arms no longer felt like paper weights and the twitching was gone. As predicted, he was a bit hungry. “Hello,” he called again, sitting up on his elbows.
He looked around. The med bay looked stark and barren, and he could no longer see the panel on the wall. His was the only suspension berth in the room.
Deborah appeared from behind the berth. She smiled but looked tired and a bit haggard. “Is something wrong?” were the first words out of his mouth.
“Nothing is wrong,” she replied. “I knew you would start asking questions. That’s why I am still here, long after my shift was over. I must look like crap.” She pulled a chair up along side his berth and handed him a closed flask. “Here, drink this while I give you a status report.” He flipped open the lid of the flask and brought it to his nose. He thought he could smell vegetable soup.
“What’s this?” he queried. “It smells like vegetable soup.”
“Very good. It is vegetable soup. Now eat,” she replied firmly.
He began to sip the liquid as she spoke. “Michael, I was not completely happy with your blood results. Your hormones are slightly elevated. I have moved you to a private room. I want to keep you here for another day of rest. There’s nothing to worry about, I am just being cautious.”
“I feel fine, can I at least get out of this tube?”
“No not yet. I don’t want any physical stress on you at the moment. I want you to finish your soup now and rest. Now, Michael, promise me you’re not going to be a difficult patient,” she pleaded.
“OK,” he conceded. “If I can’t move, how about sending one of the officers here for me to ask a few questions.”
“Out of the question! I have asked you to rest and you can’t rest if you’re being a commander. You know the dangers of reanimation sickness. I am not going to allow anything that might possibly upset you.”
“But you said everything was going great. What can it hurt to speak to an officer?”
“Everything is going great. But what if the officer I send tells you that some, electro do dad, has shorted out? Even if it’s totally routine and easy to fix you might start giving orders and taking charge. I want you to rest,” she commanded.
“Alright, alright,” he gave in, “can I at least ask what star system we’re in?”
“Oh, so now I’m an asrto-navigator, is that it,” she complained jokingly. “You’re going to get at least one more day of rest and another blood test before I allow you anything. Is that clear! Now everything is just fine.”
But everything was not fine, and she knew it. She needed to keep up her act. She needed him as strong and rested as possible before telling him the truth; that everything was far, far, from fine.
A graduate in computer science and electronics, Jan Byron “J.B.” Strogh has had a successful career in the tech sector. Strogh is interested in writing about the pattern of evolution manifest in both humanity and machine.
The series Act of God is based in science and contemplates the long history of human spirituality and how the two must some day converge.
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