True Crime in the Word: High Treason
True Crime in the Word: High Treason.
[this story is in the process of being written, and so it is incomplete at this time. Please don’t read until finished soon].
(Genesis 1-3).
Once there was a beautiful luxury liner that was designed by a genius shipbuilder. He decided to keep his ownership of the ship and guide it for as long as it lasted. His vision for the ship was that it was to be enjoyed by those who could least afford it. The owner decided to name it Paradise, because his ship had everything anyone could ever dream of… overwhelming beauty, delicious food, exciting amusements like fountains and swimming pools and light-hearted games, and the best mattresses money could buy for restful sleep at the end of a completely satisfying day. The owner designed the ship to enable the tourists to build friendships and enjoy everything that life had to offer while staying on the cruise.
The owner hired two captains to manage the luxury liner, to maintain the boat, to make the trip an experience of a lifetime for all those traveling. The captains were a married couple that were grateful for the opportunity to be the stewards of such an usually magnificent ship. They made double-sure that everything was polished, repaired, and functioning the way it was designed by the owner. These two captains were excellent at making everything shipshape.
The gracious owner wanted more than a professional relationship with the captains, though. He wanted to develop a close friendship with each of them. So he would have a private time reserved for the three of them every day at twilight, when the sun was less glaring and not as hot, when the sea breeze would start wafting in off the sea. And the three of them would stroll on the outer decks engaging in their conversations, soaking in the views, and simply enjoying each other’s company when the day’s hard work was done.
During one of their friendly conversations, though, the owner became very serious as he warned the captains about a kitchen that was situated right in the middle of the ship. That kitchen served food that was not meant for them, or anyone else. The food it offered was intended for another voyage altogether, and so the owner had made it poisonous for whoever made the drastic mistake of eating it. “Remember that whatever is served in this one particular kitchen was not made for you at this time, so don’t eat it. In fact, the food is so poisonous that you will without a doubt die from it. So trust me, dear captains, don’t have a weak moment and be so curious about this food that you sample it. Please don’t. You’ll regret it for the rest of your short life. For your own sakes, just trust me on this.”