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federal funds?” Congressman Farragut asked. “The seceding states need to be able to operate for several months while things sort themselves out,” he said.
“No one will be in a position to lock us down,” Leon said. “Our financial people have a plan already in place. After the first month or so, things will fall into place just as if nothing ever happened.”
“What about troops?” a Senator from one of the largest states asked.
“If we have the minds and hearts of our constituents, they will follow us,” Martinez replied. “Our soldiers aren’t going to find themselves fighting against God. The key is to make this a war of good versus evil, not a political struggle. Everyone is waiting for an opportunity to bring in the kingdom.”
“What’s this kingdom supposed to look like?” asked Arceneau Thibodeaux, the man who hosted the gathering in New Orleans.
“It’s going to look like heaven on earth,” Martinez countered. “The Ten Commandments will be the law of the land. Dissent from our philosophy will be blasphemy punishable in the courts of New Israel.”
“There has to be a constitution and criminal code in place or no one will know how to act,” the New Orleans Representative said trying to put a practical spin on the discussion.
“We’ll put someone like you in charge of our national courts in every state,” Martinez said. “That should quell any misgivings anyone might have,” playing to the Congressman’s pride.
“If we make the law subject to the whims of a strong man in every state, we will have no way to ensure certainty. What I think is right or legal, may be something someone else would condemn,” the Representative said.
“We all know the difference between right and wrong, Congressman. God has written it on our hearts,” Leon said. “With His guidance, we will forge a whole new way of meting out justice and controlling those who have not yet come to God’s grace. The world has waited for this moment for over two thousand years. It will be as if the Second Coming has occurred and Jesus was on the throne.”
“Until he actually returns, who will be on our throne?” the Senator asked.
“J. Franklin Westmoreland, of course,” Leon said. “Or his appointed representative.”
Everyone in the room knew who that representative would be if the time came, and they also knew that they dare not ask any questions about what would happen if Westmoreland and Martinez disagreed.
After the meeting, several members of the group caucused in private.
“We must have checks and balances in place,” one of them said.
“You’re thinking like someone from the old regime,” Farragut said. “We are talking about a new era, one in which all things have become new. So long as our leaders follow the paths of God, we have nothing to fear.”
“That’s what worries me,” Congressman Thibodeaux said.
CHAPTER 18
BASS WHITFIELD THOUGHT about Easter eggs as he looked at the White House lawn while a moonless night enveloped it. He thought about the promise the former First Lady brought to the event, a week before her husband’s assassination, how she glowed with health and youthful enthusiasm as she watched kids having fun, finding treasures. And he thought about his first lady, Margaret, how she had been his partner through thick and thin, always ready for a challenge or a fight if need be.
And he remembered the voracious melanoma that took her in a rush three years before she would have walked the halls of the White House.
Try as they might, they were never able to have children, so she made each child she met her own. She volunteered for everything, coached soccer and softball, put together the annual Christmas crèche at the local Baptist church, raised money for every worthy cause under the sun. CEOs would hide their check books when they saw her coming. But they couldn’t resist her.
“You would have been the greatest First Lady ever, Maggie,” he said as if she
“No one will be in a position to lock us down,” Leon said. “Our financial people have a plan already in place. After the first month or so, things will fall into place just as if nothing ever happened.”
“What about troops?” a Senator from one of the largest states asked.
“If we have the minds and hearts of our constituents, they will follow us,” Martinez replied. “Our soldiers aren’t going to find themselves fighting against God. The key is to make this a war of good versus evil, not a political struggle. Everyone is waiting for an opportunity to bring in the kingdom.”
“What’s this kingdom supposed to look like?” asked Arceneau Thibodeaux, the man who hosted the gathering in New Orleans.
“It’s going to look like heaven on earth,” Martinez countered. “The Ten Commandments will be the law of the land. Dissent from our philosophy will be blasphemy punishable in the courts of New Israel.”
“There has to be a constitution and criminal code in place or no one will know how to act,” the New Orleans Representative said trying to put a practical spin on the discussion.
“We’ll put someone like you in charge of our national courts in every state,” Martinez said. “That should quell any misgivings anyone might have,” playing to the Congressman’s pride.
“If we make the law subject to the whims of a strong man in every state, we will have no way to ensure certainty. What I think is right or legal, may be something someone else would condemn,” the Representative said.
“We all know the difference between right and wrong, Congressman. God has written it on our hearts,” Leon said. “With His guidance, we will forge a whole new way of meting out justice and controlling those who have not yet come to God’s grace. The world has waited for this moment for over two thousand years. It will be as if the Second Coming has occurred and Jesus was on the throne.”
“Until he actually returns, who will be on our throne?” the Senator asked.
“J. Franklin Westmoreland, of course,” Leon said. “Or his appointed representative.”
Everyone in the room knew who that representative would be if the time came, and they also knew that they dare not ask any questions about what would happen if Westmoreland and Martinez disagreed.
After the meeting, several members of the group caucused in private.
“We must have checks and balances in place,” one of them said.
“You’re thinking like someone from the old regime,” Farragut said. “We are talking about a new era, one in which all things have become new. So long as our leaders follow the paths of God, we have nothing to fear.”
“That’s what worries me,” Congressman Thibodeaux said.
CHAPTER 18
BASS WHITFIELD THOUGHT about Easter eggs as he looked at the White House lawn while a moonless night enveloped it. He thought about the promise the former First Lady brought to the event, a week before her husband’s assassination, how she glowed with health and youthful enthusiasm as she watched kids having fun, finding treasures. And he thought about his first lady, Margaret, how she had been his partner through thick and thin, always ready for a challenge or a fight if need be.
And he remembered the voracious melanoma that took her in a rush three years before she would have walked the halls of the White House.
Try as they might, they were never able to have children, so she made each child she met her own. She volunteered for everything, coached soccer and softball, put together the annual Christmas crèche at the local Baptist church, raised money for every worthy cause under the sun. CEOs would hide their check books when they saw her coming. But they couldn’t resist her.
“You would have been the greatest First Lady ever, Maggie,” he said as if she
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