THE GREAT DENIZENS OF

PAHDU ZHUZHAHKK

Copyright 2015 by Dennis C. MillerA novel by

The Rev. Rabbi Dennis C. Miller, D.D., D.B.S., & Ph.D.

To my brother in the faith, Pastor Larry Brown, a great Native American evangelistwhose people, passion, personality and persistence inspired this work.

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Chapter One - Survival ModeChapter Two - ConfrontationChapter Three - Prophet*able

Chapter Four - Passing the TorchChapter Five - Meetings

PADHU ZHUZHAHKK : (Paw'-doo’ zhoo-zhock') The name of the planetoid body

where our story takes place. It is 4,333 light years from earth, in the Alpha Quadrant

of Serpens. That amounts to 6 trillion miles X 4,333 from earth and near Cebalri.

KU*ERRNYAHKK : (Koo'-err-nyock’) Full name is Ku*errnyahkk Leontida

Farashkk - The chieftain of P-Z.

ABRI*NYAHKK : (Aw-bree'-nyock) The wife of the Ku, also known as Abri (Aw'-

bree).

GAHDRAHKK : Their diety, the great god, who is Father, Son, and the Spirit of

Holiness.

Curandra*shahkk:(Koo'rawn-druh-shawk')A midwife named Shiella*tahnkk

(Shee-e'-lla-tonk).

Pierr*nyahkk : (Pee-air'-nyock') The mother of the Ku.

Vulva*nyahkk : (Vool'-vuh-nyock') A P-Z woman's womb and sex organs.

Papadrahkk : The elder and Prophet of the northern tribe. His age is estimated at

over 700 yahrahnkk!

Dayahkk : The P-Z day, from Yellow-green sunup to sundown. It is approximately

37 hours and 14 minutes in earth time

Montahjkk : The P-Z month is nearly 42 days in earth time.

Yahrahnkk : The P-Z year is 478 ½ earth days.

Huwarahkk :The P-Z hour si 72.34 earth minutes long.

Algen*nahkk : (Al-gen-ock') the pink-red algae that gives its color to the waters

of the northern tribe area

Sherow*ahkk : ( Sherr-o-ock')a villager woman

Derriee*nyahkk : (Derr'-ay-nyock' ) a deer like animal that is used for food

Nor*dyahkk : (Norr-dee-ock') a child villager

Peri*nyahkk : (Pear'-nee-ock”) an antelope

Nerm*yahkk and Lerm*ahkk : (Nerr-mee-ock' and Lurr-mock; ) a couple with

baby

Jers*yahnkk : (Jerss'-yonk') a local tea plant

Hwarahkks : (Hhwaw'-rocks) P-Z hours

Stacy*nyahkk : (Stay'-cee-nyock) a baby girl

Amay*nyahkk : (Aw-may'-nyock) the ending of a prayer, Amen

Pi*ahkahkk : (Pee'-aw-kock) twin daughter of Ku and Abri, nickname is “Pee”

Bri*ahkakk : (Bree-aw'-kock) twin daughter of Ku and Abri, nickname is “Bree”

Maree*ahss and Deyamont*ahss : (Mah'-ree-oss' and Day'-uh-mown'-

toss') are Abri's parents

Maca*sahkks : (Mock'-uh-sox')shoes that resemble moccasins, soft and pliable.

Tepiyahkk : (tay'-pee-yock') a cone shaped dwelling made of sticks covered withleather and cloths. Quite often the exterior is painted with beautifal and symbolicdesigns.

My*ahkks : (meel-ocks') this is a measure of distance that is rather akin to theearthly mile. It is 6,598 feet.

Minya*kahkk : (mee'-nyah-kock') a gray Nobellus Dragon who is the friend,overseer, and protector of the northern tribe. A highly intelligent creature who can evenimitate human speech.

Hel*ahnkk : (Hay'-lonk') the place of damnation and eternal fire.

Chinchill*ahkk : (Cheen'-chill-ock” a local small animal whose meat is delicious

and sweet, and whose fur is soft. The fur bhas an oil that is good for the skin. Boots

and gloves are made from the fur.

Coniffer*ahkk : (Cone-ee'-ferr'- ock) the tall green trees with rusty bark that

grow in the nearby forests. They bear a fruit that contains delicious nuts that cn be

eaten by mankind and animals.

Patri*ahkk. : (Paw'-tree-ock') on of the little girls in the northern tribe.

Mamma Rann*yahkk : (Maw'-maw-ron-yock”) the Ku's elder sister

Dah*gyahkks : (Daw'-gyocks”) wolf like animals with very large and sharp teath

and clows who will eat small animals and even little children as they forrage in large

groups.

Kell*myankk Hill. : (Kell-myock' 'Hill) a cemetery where the northern tribesmen

bury their dead

Equus*fahrahnkks : (Ek-oos-faw-rocks') the hosre like anu=imals that the

villagers domesticate and ride. They are able to run great distance wthout iring.

Much.

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It was a lush Spring day in Padhu Zhuzhahkk, a great day for a baby to be

born. The local Curandra*shahkk, or midwife, Shiella*tahnkk, arrived at the village

at first light to check on the very pregnant, but slightly overdue young mother,

Pierr*nyahkk.

As she peeked inside the tall tepiyahkk and pulled back the hanging leather

door drop she said, “Good morning, darling! How is our new little mommy this

morning?”

Pierr*nyahkk answered, “I am well, sweet girl. And believe me, i am very ready

to have this little thing,” she laughed.

“Well, let me see,” the Curandra*shahkk requested. She then put the area of

her hand between her right thumb and index finger under the girl’s nostrils to feel

the pace of her breath. “That’s good,” she reacted, “Although you are breathing a

little too fast. You are almost gasping for breath. Relax, close you eyes, and think of

a sweet thought, dear, okay?”

Pierr*nyahkk understood, so she slowed her breathing and completely

relaxed. Meanwhile Shiella*tahnkk checked her pulse at the side of her neck. After

a few moments she requested, “All right, let see what we have,” as she lay back the

young mother’s on blankets and exposed her torso. “Wow, what a beautiful girl you

are! I bet your husband is proud!”

“He loves me -- a lot! Ha ha hee...,” said the young lady.

Just then, the Curandra*shakk did something very unusual. She took a rather

firm hold of the mother’s beautiful breasts, leaned over her Vulva*nyahkk and blew

gently, and prayed, ‘Bring it now, Lord Gahdrahkk, bring it!’ This will speed the

process along. You are a little, but not dangerously late, dear. That’s right... Here

we go!” The mothers Vulva*nyahkk began to open.

For Padhu Zhuzhahkkian women, this was a long crease that ran from the

breastbone down to the crotch. After a woman is very aroused by her husband’s

touching and kissing, the Vulva*nyahkk will open. The man puts his left hand inside

his wife and massages her organs, giving her unbelieveably pleasureful feelings.

After awhile, a liquid semen wil run from his left palm and this will impregnate his

girl. As this happens he will most usually close his eyers, as the feelings are

amazing and deep.

The nurse gently reached inside and took a gentle hold on the baby. Drawing

him from the womb, she turned him and rolled him, making sure he was in good

shape. “He is just fine, Ma’am, and what will you call your baby boy?” she asked as

she wrapped him in warm cloths.

“My husband and I were discussing that. We chose Ku*errnyahkk Leontida

Farsshkk as his name,” Pierr*nyahkk proudly enjoined. It means ‘blessed by

Gahdrahkk’, she volunteered. “It seems a fitting name for such a dear baby, don’t

you think?”

“Oh, yes!” the nurse answered. “I bet he looks like his father, huh?”

“Yes, he does. Well, I want to feed him now, please,” she asked.

Papa was sowing seeds in a earby field when a friend told him that the baby

had come. He was ecstatic! As he thought back for a moment, he numbered 27

children he had fathered. His previous four wives had all passed away in turn, so he

had married Pierr*nyahkk about 2 yahrahnkk ago.

As Papa came to the tepiyahkk door, he calmy said, “I praise you dear

Gahdrahkk, for this child. Guide him well, please...” Then he said, “Darling, he is

beautiful!” The he asked if he could hold the child. As he did that he just walked

around and jiggled the little guy. He lifted him up where he could look him in the

face and said, “Hello, Master Ku. I am your daddy. Why, sweetheart, he is a

handsome boy, huh?”

“He looks like you, my love,” his wife said.

Children in Padhu Zhuzhahkk move quickly in two ways. First, they are

weaned from their mother’s milk to solid food in only one mon*tazhkk. Secondly,

the initally grow very fast. So by three montazhkk later Ku looked like he was 10

years old in size and maturity.

He very quickly learned to love the outdoors. His favorite activities were to

fish with his Papa and to throw rocks into the pink water. This winey color was due

to a form of algen*nahkk that both gave the water great nutrition and a beautiful

color.

The water had another most odd quality. It would stay drinkably cool just sitting

around in a jug. No ice was necessary, as the liquid kept itself cool and

refreshing.Regardless of whether you drink it, water plants with it, or whatever, it always

stayed cold.

In another farther amd more distant place, a little dark raven haired girl was

playing among her mommy’s flower garden. Suddenly, she heard her mommy calling,

“Abri, come on. It’s time for lunch, baby!”

Fifteen yahrahnkk old Abri*nyahkk Seriay Noor*tahkk came running to their

outdoor dinner table. As she approached, she rubbed her hair back and tried to

clean her somewhat dirty little hands. Her mommy said, “Here, baby. Not on your

dress, please. There’s water for cleaning your hands sitting in a large basin on the

table. There you go, girlie!”

The family of 4 had a great meal of Chinchill*ahkk, vegetables, and fruit.

After Abri ate, she wanted to go down and play in the nearby stream of Golden

Aqua. Here, in the village of Cerique*nahss, the water was a golden yellow orange

color, also due to tiny nutritious plant life it contained. This water, upon drinking it,

immeditely sharpened your mind and made you feel noticeably invigorated. The

village claimed it was Gahdrahkk’s gift to make people smarter.

That evening, as the 4 member family sat at the dinner meal, Abri’s parents,

Maree*ahss and Deyamont*ahss, were discussing a possible move to the larger

village up North. Her father said, “Not only do they have a great chieftain called

Papa*drahkk, a most wise servant of Gahdrahkk, but they also should have more

work for me. I heard that they are going to dam up one of their pink water streams

and form a lake. That way fishing can be easier. Well, the construction should give

me great opportunity in my tools making and blade sharpening business.”

His wife responded, “I like the idea, babe. The kids would have more other

children to play with, also. Why, give me one dayahkk and I can have us packed and

ready to go. It’s only 5 dayahkk of travelling. I can easily pack enough food for our

trip.”

The kids got all excited at the idea of having more playmates. Abri’s little

brother of 5 yahrahnkk gave out a “Whipeeee!”

Two dayahkk out, they ran into a young man of 17 yehrahnkk. He was going

South. He called himself Ku. He was traveling south to get the fruits and vegetables

found near Cerique*nahss. He had his 9 yahrahnkk old nephew, Sherow*ahkk, with

him.

“Hey, there, folks! Where are you going?” the young traveler asked.

Abri’s father answered, “Why, we are moving up to the larger village up north.

The cheiftain is called Papa, I think. Do you know that place?”

The handsome fellow smiled and then reacted, “Know him? He’s my father,

sir! Why don’t I turn around and take you there, all right?”

Two dayahkks later the travelers came over a long rise. Into their view came a

gorgeous pink water, rushing stream. Ku said, “Welcome to the land of the pink

water, my friends. It is nice to have you.”

On their trip Ku got to know the gorgeous little 14 yahrankk daughter of the

folks. She seemed to like him, too. Her deep dark eyes were stunning! The shared

for many hours as they rode along on their equus*fahrahnkks. It was a convenient

way for the Ku to get to know the sweet girl.

Once they got to the larger northern village, their new neighbors came and

helped them unload their gear and food. A number of young men asked where in the

village they wished to have their tepiyahnkk. They picked a nice spot that was

shaded by some large green Coniffer*ahkk trees and had nice shade much of the

time. Meanwile, as the boys were setting up the new tepiayhkk, the travelers had a

nice and nourishing meal served by their sisters in the new village. That was a very

welcome repast to eat and enjoy and everyone felt charged up after their trip.

When the young men got finished setting up the tepiyahnkk, they came back

and got the new family and showed them the place. Everyone grabbed some gear

and took it to the tepiyahnkk. It was to the family’s liking so the boys put all their

gear where the ladies showed them and they set up household.

Four yahrankk later, on a sunny afternoon in the land of the pink water, there

was a lovely wedding between Ku and Abri. It was decorated with the most beautiful

flowers and plants! Abri’s mother made all the food with the help of the village

sisters. Everyone had a great time congratulating the new couple. Ku’s father, the

old one, conducted the ceremony and dedicated the youngsters to Gahdrahkk for all

their lives. It was a precious and beautiful time.

During the ceremony, Papa had Ku and Abri dance the traditional Love and

Praise Dance. They started dancing hand in hand in the center of a large circle that

had been drawn on the ground. As they danced, they sang praises to Gahdrahkk,

and the circle got bigger and bigger by dancing farther and farther out. At first, they

closed in a few friends in the circle and kept dancing until they had included

everyone in the village inside the circle. Ku imitated war, for he was fighting off

anything that would hinder love, and Abri made the most elegant s beautiful

gestures with her gorgeous body as she gave her love to all the viewers. The ring of

love ultimately surrounded all

Chapter One - Survival Mode

”Ku! ... The baby, get the baby! Oh, dear Gahdrahkk, help him!” Abri screamed

as she excitedly wagged and pointed her finger toward their dwelling. “Get the baby!”

yelled Abri*nyahkk again as she cried with all her might and timidly edged her way up

the hill backward. The soil was even hot under her maca*sahkks and her feet were

sweating. The massive fire had just encroached within a few meters of their tepiyahkk

when Abri realized the baby was not with them, so she feared the worst. The fire just

flared up! “Oh, dear Gahdrahkk, help! My baby....”

Momentarily figuring out what she had said, Ku immediately lunged into action

and began a fast and powerful sprint toward the camp. He passed a small tree and

catapulted his body by pushing off with his arms. As he got closer to their tepiyahkk,

and jumped over a rock seat and a bench and then cleared the door of the tepayahkk,

he saw that their babyTomahkk was sleeping soundly. To him it was as if nothing was

wrong, but the smoke was making him cough a little bit. Ku ran over to the big pink

water jar, dipped a rag into it, tore it into two shreds, and covered his own nose and

mouth first. Then he placed the other wet cloth over the baby’s face and scooped him

up in his derriee*nyahkk hide blanket. Once they were outside, Ku cleared the camp in

just a few vaults and ran up the hill to the mud cave where the others had gone to

escape the raging forest fire headed their way from the western woods.

It had started some 4 myl*ahkks to the west when the warm sun reflected a very

shiney stone and caught the dry brush on fire. In fact, the fire would be much easier to

deal with if the wind were not whipping it into a heated frenzy. But the high winds were

gusty and that only advanced the hungry flames across the treetops. Before getting to

the village it had already burned a good number of acres.

Just as the Ku came to the cave door, he heard a distant screetch from the

dragon. That was a warning about the fire. Minya*kahkk was both their protector and

their warning device. He was as gentle as a brom*yajkk kitten until he was wrongly

confronted. But as he frequently flew very high above the area of the village, he would

warn the villagers of coming fires, the threat of marauding dah*gyahkks running in a

pack, and other terrors. His screetch was a fearsome cry of huge danger. “KAW wee!”

Abri was apologizing to Ku now as he approached with, “I’m so sorry! Is he all

right? I thought that one of the others had him, Ku. Dear Lord, I’m sorry, Darling....,”

she wailed. Then she turned and lovingly patted baby Tomahkk’s head and Ku handed

the little guy to a neighbor woman who took him into the cave.

Turning to her now, Ku took Abri in his arms and consoled her, “It’s okay, Love.

We are all safe thanks to Gahdrahkk. Come on, now, let’s get into the cave and out of

this smoke.”

Everyone inside was just quietly sitting around and praying. Most of them humbly

kneeled before their God, the Great Gahdrahkk. He was everything to the Zhuzhakkian

people. He was life, and breath, and their very being. Surely Gahdrahkk would intervene

and precious villagers’ lives would not be lost. Oh surely not!

Just then, 6 more neighbors came through the door, panting from running

furiously up the hill from the fire. Nor*dyahkk, a young neighbor boy, straggled in and

said,"They can’t find little Patri*ahkk! They can’t find her anywhere. Oh dear Gahdrahkk,

please don’t let my little sister burn up! Please!?” With that, he fell to his knees also.

The little band gathered in the clay cave house could hear the fire crunching and

trees falling. With every cracking tree fall, the folks cried out and prayed more

fervently.Forty five nervous minutes later, one of the kids who were outside watching

the fire cried, “Here she comes! It’s Patri*ahkk. Mamma Rann*yahkk has her!” The kids

began to clap their hands with glee and shouts of relief.Then the 60 year old sweet

faced, gorgeous doe eyed mother of the Ku explained as she panted from running,

“Honey... Patri and I were... down by the... pink water lake... playing when we first...

heard Minya crying. I took the child into the water... where it was safe... Gahdrahkk be

praised, son!”

The Ku assured his dear mother, “Yes, and you did the right thing, Mother. You

always do the right thing. Come and dry off and get something warm to drink, okay?”

The Ku, the tribe’s leader whose full name was Ku*errnyhakk, meaning “blessed

by Gahdrahkk”, sat looking at his dearest mother with admiration and a sense that he

could have lost her in the fire. But she was fine, a lady who always thought ahead and

acted very wisely. Imagine her taking Patri into the pink lak“Papa, she is your baby now.

Raise her well, please...” He had raised her alone, as his last wife had passed away

several yahranhnnk prior and he was quite lonely. His new little girl, Ranni, was his life

and joy, sweet spirited, fun, and playful. She had always been curious about so many

things. She always asked him to explain things to her, like “Why does the noble

Peri*nyahkk, their animal that was similar to an antelope,” why was he so nervous and

aware of danger?”

Papa explained to her that some years before, the Ibex*peri*nyahkk had suffered

a disease that nearly wiped out the herds. Just a few hundred had made it through that

plague. Those left over got more protective of their lives after that.

Ranni eyed everyone in the cave now, checking to see if anyonee so she would

not be afraid. Incredible, Mom, incredible!

The tribe’s elder, the over 700 yahrahnnk old Papa*drahkk, had trained Mamma

well. He always called her “Ran-NI”, or sweet one. That she was. Papa had taken Ranni

in when she was but 2 yahrahnnk old, about three and a half earth years. Her parents

had caught a dread disease of the lungs, so they both died. Her mother had requested,

was really scared at all. She noticed that little 5 yahrahnnk old Staci*nyahkk was crying.

Mamma went over and took the sweet little scared girl on her lap and began to rock her

gently and sing a quieting lullaby song to her, “Mamma’s lil baby, don’t you cry, cuz

Mamma’s never going to leave your side....” Laci looked up sweetly and smiled, “I wuv

oo, Mamma. T’ank oo,...” and she just cuddled into Ranni’s bosom and went fast to

sleep. “So sweet,” thought Kanni. “Dear Gahdrahkk, help our babies...”

Well, Gahdrahkk be praised, no lives seemed to be lost. But tepiyahkks had to be

rebuilt and ashes removed. In all, fifteen tepiyahkk were burned. Valuables burned, too,

so there were a lot of repairs to do. All of this caused some great fellowship. Everyone

gathered in the great open area and made replacements for blankets, dishes, tepi poles

and so forth. In fact, doing that brought everyone closer to each other. As you sat

working on various items, you realized that you love your brothers and sisters and you

could have lost them.

The fire reaped havoc on the woods as it was! There were burnt and dying trees

everywhere. Some were already down and others had to either be cut down or left to

see if they would still grow. All in all, it would be a grand job trying to restore the forest

to any sort of normalcy. Ku and the other men and boys knew they had a hard job

before them.

In fact, forest fires were one of Gahdrahkk’s ways of replenishing a forest. There

had been those fires over the yahrahnnk that they had just allowed to burn. But this one

came entirely too cloose to homes to allow that. The men were able to control it until it

burnt out by digging breaks in the ground and using lots of pink water.

Ku was sitting at one of their white, long benches and Abri was putting a dressing

on a scrape and burn on his left forearm. “Now this may hurt a bit, baby,” she coached

before rubbing the injury with a wet cloth. “I will go gently, okay?”

“That’s a good idea, hon. Ow! Gee, I was so terrified... when I found myself

standing among burning trees! It made me recall the great fire when I was but 8

yahrannk old. I was certain I was going to die, sweetie. Bad memories...,” Ku said.

“Horrifying!”

Abri just smiled as she gently applied moisture to Ku’s burn. “Well, thankfully that

was a long time ago. A long time.”

“Yes, but I can easily re-live the fear I felt. It was so scary, like I thought I was

going to die in massive pain and anguish. Well, the nightmares are just too real

sometimes, like I am re-living it all, honey,” Ku remarked with a terrified look on his

face.

In fact, any time Ku even saw a flame he would exit for a few moments,

becoming catatonic and staring widely. In his emotional being he was there again,

standing in the fire. The feelings were awful, like he was in some odd place of eternal

torment. And only after a few weird moments like that, he would sort of come to again.

“Darling, I just stood there. I was stifled with horror. I kept looking around at the

horrible hot flames and dodging when a burning limb would fall to the ground. After a

few minutes I saw an exit and ran out. Once I was away from the fray I collapsed on a

rock and sobbed heavily for awhile,” Ku remembered. “It was so vile and terrifying!”

Abri assured him, “Well, sweetheart, it isn’t real. It’s a bad memory. In time we

hope that will stop, huh?” she said as he kissed his mouth and patted him gently just

above his rather sore arm. “We will leave that on for a few days. Please be careful not

to hit it, all right?”

Ku smiled, then winced a fake pang of pain as he said, “Okay.....Ahhh! Major

torture in the flames.. of... Hel*ahnnk... Arghhhh!” he yelled as he mocked writhing in

utter anguish and twisted his body weirdly like a monster. He figured laughing about it

would help. It surely did! Abri cackled right out loud!

Later that day terrible news came. One of the younger girls, a sweet, brown

haired doll of 14 yahrahnnk named Nerm*yahkk, had lost her unborn baby. For many

weeks she and her husband Lerm*ahkk had been so looking forward to the coming of

their first baby. But yesterday they had to bury her with the others who had passed on,

at Kell*myankk Hill. The fire was just too much for Nerm*yahkk, for she had just come

too close to dying in the flames. When they heard the news, Abri went right over and

stayed with her for a few hours. Mamma went, also. The two ladies kept Nerm*yahkk

warm and fed her hot soup and Jers*yahnnkk tea all day. The little girl just snuggled into

her warm Kernn*yahkk covers and napped a lot.

The next day was clean up day at the village. The men met right after the yellow

green sun provided the first soft mornng light. First of all, there was clean up to do. The

boys got the burnt out parts of the tepiyahkks while the men dragged burned out logs

and piled them up for a final bonfire burning. The entire village would show up later and

the girls would make dinner over the fire.

Among the burnt debris, one of the boys found a strange thing. It looked just like

a cross. It was apparently made of some sort of metal that had a bluishh hue. It was

very odd and it had melted a great deal. They could not help but wonder if it was some

sort of sign from Gahdrahkk. So they gave the cross to the Ku. If it had some special

significance he would come to know it.

“Wow, this is odd,” reacted the Ku when one of the brothers handed the cross to

him. “Are we sure this did not belong to someone in the tribe?” he asked.

Leri*nyahhk responded, “No one that we can find, sir. Nobody has even seen

anything like it before. What does a cross mean, anyway?”

Ku replied thoughtfully, “I can’t say, Terri. This is all new to me. Well, I will put it

away,” he said as he dropped it into a treasure box he had sitting on a shelf. “Perhaps

we will understand some time later. Thanks for bringing this, brother!” said the Ku as he

waved good bye to Terri.

A moment later, as Terri retreated, Ku went back to the shelf and removed the

cross once again to study it. The icey feeling cross lay very heavy across the Ku’s

hand. It seemed much heavier than it should have been. In fact, it was a weighty thing,

as if it bore a vital and weighty message for him. It measured 5 inches long and looked

somehow stressed. So Ku smelled the silver blue metal. It had an odor that was both

sulphurous, sweet, and burnt. On the under side it look like the metal had been running

and rather liquid. How curious was this!

Suddenly a thought passed through the Ku’s mind. He momentarily saw a man.

The man was suffering and even, dying. He was hanging from a wooden tree of a sort.

Ku did not understand that. He could not help but imagine that Gahddrahkk was

showing him something. Just then, he heard a soft voice in the wind say, “You will know

later,” then the voice faded away. Ku was content with that.

The next morning the Ku decided to pray. The horrible experience of the forest

fire, and the sad death of a tiny unborn baby, had unnerved everyone. Ku knew

theyneeded settling from all that. As he prayed, he said, “Oh, great Gahdrahkk, I thank

your for your love and care. Even in the fire I felt your protection. Although it aroused

scarey and old memories, I knew you were with me. And also, Lord, I ask that you

comfort the dear kids who lost their baby. It could almost seem unfair that our Tomahkk

lived and that their baby died, but you know all things. Who knows but in your wisdom

that you knew there was something wrong wth the little one so you took her now to your

home of rest. I praise you, my god, for all your care. Please give the couple another

child.

Oh, guide me, I pray, in your greatest wisdom that I may lead my people. Give

me insight so I will know how to advise them and when to act on their behalf. You are

the great one and I am just your servant. How we all, each of us, needs you with all our

being, oh great one. “

“I truly honor and bless your great name, Gahdrahkk. You are my all in all, and

my life, my breath, and my very being, my god. I will serve you, but I must always have

your wisdom in my view. Without it I will fail. It is vital to my existence. Pour grace out

on me in great measure, for I am not wise enough to know on my own what to do. I

need you, Gahdrahkk my Lord. Also, please help my dearest angel wife, Abri, day by

day. She is such a wondrous gift from you to me. I love her so much and wish to give

her a good and love filled life of serving you with her, my Lord. She is my darling!

Thank you so much for her goodness, kindness, grace, and love. Amay*nyahkk.”

The Ku now had a new directive and a strengthened heart and soul. He

somehow knew that the tribe would be just fine in the future. He also perceived that

many would grow in their faith and the things they had been called to do. To the Ku

each one was special. As Papa often said, “We each have our own path, our own way

to glorify Gahdrahkk. It is only as we follow that path that we become greater.” The Ku

knew that to be true from his own personal experience.

Well, this day had brought its own very different challenges. Now it was time for

some much desired rest. As he entered the clay cave house, he felt gratitiude for so

many blessings. His beautiful Abri was waiting for him as she read a story from her

book. “Are you ready to rest, my love?” she asked.

Ku replied,"Yes. I need that and your precious love, my dear.” As they slipped

into their bed chamber on the back clay wall, they closed the curtains, and both of those

things happened.

Then as the Ku and his wife lay down, he and all else became quiet, and the

chieftain could not help but wonder,” What is that cross for, anyway? What does it

mean? Where did it come from?” It was a mystery, a strange and most curious find that

brought a riddle with it. Somehow he knew Gahdrahkk would reveal that to him before

long.

Chapter Two - Confrontation

The 6th Gangeduckes batallion was approaching the top of a low, but extended,

rise. It gave them the high ground advantage they wanted. As they studied the distant

plains they saw only one sentry. He was on his Beri*gyhuck steed nearly three

thousand chandrychks away, about 400 yards. He was just riding back and forth,

almost as if he was a sentry.

The young guard’s name was Ku*errnyahkk the Single. He was a sort of captain

in the Padhu Zhuzhahkkian army, an experienced tracker, and a formidable foe at war.

He saw no one, although he was surely aware of that distant rise. That was definitely a

place to find Gangeduckes warriors. The lad of only 17 yahrahnnk suddenly noticed a

brief flash. That could be a reflection of a G-guard’s shield. Ku got off his animal and

rolled behind some brush. he was isolated so what could he do? He had to believe the

guard was armed and therefore a danger to him. He knew there were several of them.

The Gangeduckes had long distance sling weapons that could knock a man down or kill

him from tremendous distance. Ku could see he was within the distance for them to

destroy him. He lay there thinking. Nervous. He was pinned where he lay. If he could

quick crawl to the next larger brushy clump he knew he could camp there. He realized

there were only about 2 hwarahkks of daylight left, then night would fall. Ku decided that

he would move out just before nightfall and surprise attack the group in sheer darkness.

His night eyes had always been really good. For now, he would catch a nap.

“I don’t see him anymore, sir. The P-Z lad is off his animal. Maybe he is taking a

piss, I can’t tell, so I will watch awhile,” the young G-soldier said.

His leader just mused, “Yes, these guys are so stupid. He’s peeing. I know it.

Who stops to pee when you are in a battle? Well, let him lie there on the hot sand, the

fool!”

Ku napped for three solid hours and heard nothing. The sand made a great bed!

He could still see the rise in the dim light. Then he got a grand idea - be a bush, that’s

it! Ku took some of the brush and cut pieces with his stone knife and tucked them into

his clothes to cover his entire body. If he moved and then stood still, when they looked,

they would just see brush. That would work! Ten minutes later he was in camouflage,

so he started moving. He advanced right toward the hill. It would be hard for them to tell

the distance to that patch of brush. It was a perfect cover. Even though he did not know

how many enemy men there were, his heart understood that Gahdrahkk was giving him

the battle.

About forty minutes later, Ku found himself lying at the bottom of the hill. All was

still. Now it was time to move really quietly so he could surprise them. He dropped his

leather shoes, knowing that his feet would make no sound at all in the soft dirt. He was

careful not to step on any dry brush that could alarm the enemy. Half way up the rise,

Ku reached into his belt pouch for a long leather thong, wrapped the ends around his

hands, and formed a garotte.

As he cleared the brush he saw there were six men. He would start with the

closest. They were all fast asleep. So he edged his way forward and got down really

low. Placing himself directly behind the man’s head, Ku slipped the garotte below the

man’s neck and squeezed firmly, holding the choke tightly. The guard made no sound

at all. Four minutes later, this guy was dead. Moving to each of the men in succression,

he killed them all one at a time. Thanks to Gahdrahkk for this victory.

Now he had to see what they were carrying. They might have secret messages

his commanders could use. The Ku went through their pockets and pouches until he

found a large paper the third guy was carrying. It was some sort of map. It showed Ku’s

main camp and lines were made as to how to attack his troops.This was vitally

important to find.

As Ku went back and whistled for his steed, mounted him and then headed back

to his camp, he just thanked Gahdrahkk again for the victory and the intel. His leading

commanders would be thrilled to know exactly how the G-soldiers were going to attack,

how many of them there were, and when they were coming. The title said. “Attack on

the P-Z, early morning on 4/29/3017 by 74 men.” That was the coming 4th day of the

next week!

As he approached the tubahnkk and brush temporary fort hidden among the

trees, one of the men smiled at him. “Good day, Captain Ku! Was your trip eventful,

sir?” the gate guard asked.

The Ku smiled and reacted, “Yes, lad, very much so. I even got some good intel,

praise be to Gahdrahkk!”

Well, when the enemy attack came some dayahkks later, the Pahdu

Zhuzhahkkians were ready for them. The Ku had devised a very effective plan, one that

would not require them to fight, or even raise a sword. The P-Z soldiers simply relaxed

inside their fort and had a nice meal and something good to drink. Then they began to

sing high praises to Gahdrahkk. To the attackers there was nothing to worry about,

nothing at all.

By dark the G-guys had come pretty close to the little P-Z fort. As the enemy

studied it from a distance, the fort almost looked empty. No one was moving about.

“Sir, everything appears to be safe to approach,” reported one of the scouts to his

commander.

The Gangeduckes general smiled widely and boasted, “Why, this is going to be

easy! The fools, Ha ha ha!” They felt this attack would be an easy win. Everyone

mounted up. Some time later, as they arrived near the P-Z fort on their animals, the

enemy could hear the P-Z soldiers singing! They thought the P-Z were having a

drunken party! But as the emeny soldiers approached the fort, they suddenly fell upon

great calamity.

You see, the P-Z forces had dug a 10 feet tall deep ditch all around the fort and

had hidden this with brush so no one would see it. At the bottom, they mounted a great

number of tubahnkk shafts that were cut like spears to a sharp point. As the enemy

soldiers very confidently mounted their war cries and ran violently forward, each man

fell to his own certain death, impaled on the spears. Once the ditch was buried once

again, so were the enemy. It worked beautifully and no PZ lives were lost at all. The Ku

was once again grateful to Gahdrahkk!

When tthe Ku arrived at home again a few dayahkks later, some rest was

needed. Abri kissed him lovingly and he went right to bed and slept for many hours..

Later that afternoon a most unusual sequence of events occurred. As he was

sitting at a white table reading, Ku suddenly felt heat and an all consuming liquid

warmth running all over his body and making him vibrate. He figured it was a reaction to

the rigors and the weariness of war. Muscle aches? He stretched backward and yawned

really big. That felt good! But the heat continued and it had a source.

He turned to his left, and to his amazement, he saw a glowing emanation about 8

feet above the ground and 25 feet away. It was very odd, and rather captivating, and he

could smell the fragrance of sweet and beautiful flowers. That was so innervating! They

seemed to draw him like an intoxication. As he studied the curious glow, an image

appeared. A man dressed in white, and wearing a golden girdle, came into focus. He

was suspended in a radiant cloud. To be certain the Ku was just a bit unnerved. Then a

voice like the mightiest of winds came.

“Ku*ernyahkk of Padhu Zhuzhakk, I am Yeshuahnkk, the Son of Gahdrahkk. I am

come to tell you some wondrous things!” said Yeshua*ahnkk gently.

The Ku responded, “What will you show me, Lord? I am your servant. Please

speak.”

Yeshua*ahnkk continued. “There is much to show you.... Gahdrahkk is my

Father. There is also a Spirit of Holiness named Ruacha*ahkk. Ku*errnyahkk, all

together, we are Gahdrahkk. Father, Son, and Spirit of Holiness we are one. When you

pray say, ‘Gahdrahkk, in the name of the Son Yeshua*ahnkk, and by the Spirit of

Holiness.’ Thusly you should pray, ‘Thank you great Gahdrahkk, in the name of

Yehsua*ahnkk and by the Spirit of Holiness, Amen*yahkk’.”

Ku got it now. “I do understand, my Lord!”

The Son continued, “Long ago, in a far away place, the world had gotten very

evil. They needed a Savior, so I became Him for them. By a miracle done by the Spirit I

was born of a virgin girl, for I had to become a man to save men. I lived many years,

and in that time, iI taught them of the Father. I healed many and even raised some from

death. I did mighty miracles so they would know that their Heavenly Father was with

them. I healed many. But the godless government they were under took me captive...”

Just them Yeshua*ahnkk asked, “You are carrying the cross we left in the fire?

Look at it now for I will explain its meaning to you.”

The Ku withdrew the metal cross from his pouch.

“Ku, the cross is a symbol forever of my death and resurrection. The government

leaders hung me on a heavy wooden gibbet, a T shaped cross, although I had never

sinned, nailing my feet and my hands there. Look, Ku*errnyahkk, look!” he said as He

showed the Ku his hands and feet, then let him see what happened.

The Ku was awestruck! Before him, like a movie playing, was a man on a cross.

He was suffering, dying for the sins of His people. He ultimately gave up His living Spirit

into the hands of His Father. Then Ku saw Him rising from death and a grave opening.

“Three days and three nights later, my Father rose me from death by His mighty

power of the Spirit of Holiness. I had made a way for all to believe in me and know

eternal life after their death. Believing in me is vital, and then doing as I show you,” the

Lord instructed.

The Ku had a question, “That was for those people, my Lord. What about us?”

“This I did for all people everywhere, Ku, including you. Anyone may believe and

recieve my grace and forgiveness. Since you and your people believe, you are already

forgiven. Just follow my ways. One day, when you pass from your body at its death, you

shall come and be with me forever in peace, happiness, goodness, and joy. Heaven is

eternal rest,” the Lord revealed.

“And, oh yes, Ku, please allow me to explain the fires. We gave you that to show

you, to reveal to you, that there is a severe place of firey torment for those who will not

believe. Hell*nyahkk is very real, Ku, so I wanted you to feel that terror in the forest fire.

But from now on you will have no more fear of flames, son,” Gahdrahkk’s Son said.

Ku reacted, “That was very scarey, Lord. I quite understand the torture of that

place now. Oh, yes I do!”

“Ku, warn the people, all whom you meet, for all they must do is believe in me

and walk with me. My walk is not heavy at all. They don’t want to go to the place of

torment. That, and Gahdrahkk’s Heaven are eternal, never ending, Ku.”

After that, the Lord Yeshua*ahnkk went away from Ku’s vision, but He never truly

went away from him. He never leaves or forsakes His own children. The fragrance of

sweet flowers just lingered for the longest time. Ku was not sure why.

All of this changed the Ku’s life and viewpoint forever. So that’s what the cross

meant! The cross survived the fire! Because His father rose Him from the dead, the fire

never touched Him. It need not touch us, either. Wow, that’s wonderful! Gahdrahkk was

so gracious to reveal Himself and make the Ku understand even more about serving

him. He had sent His only Son to live, and die, for the sins of the people. Ku let his mind

imagine a man walking about helping others. He wanted to do that, too. He also would

never forget that man as He was dying for his people on a cruel tree.

And, he could still smell the flowers. They were so sweet, and yet they had an

almost haunting aroma that was now embedded in the Ku’s heart forever. Any time he

wanted the Ku could remember that fragrance. It represented a memorial to him, a

reminder of the One who had died for him. The Ku had lain many a bouquet at the

graves of loved ones and family members. He had left many flowers. But this fragrance

rose to the very nostrils of Gahdrahkk in Heaven. His Son had lain down His life for His

friends. Like sweet incense rising toward Heaven a speoplem prayed, the Son had

made Himself a memorial unto the Father. The glorious Yehsua*ahnkk was truly a

sacrifice for many.

Ku’s message took on more details and a richness it had not borne before. He

knew he must tell everyone he met the story, sharing with them the vision he had just

seen, showing them the burnt cross, and describing the Lord of glory. This had given

Ku*errnyahkk a new testimony, one that would change lives. So his mission was clear.

It truly was all about Gahdrahkk - knowing Him, walking with Him, rejoicing in

Him, waiting on Him, and living by faith in Him. It would also become all about eternity to

all who would believe. Ku could Imagine an eternity with no sorrow, no fear, no guilt, no

pain, no sickness, no death, and no temper to draw one away from the ways of

Gahdrahkk. That would be marvelous.

But for now, the Ku had to just keep on walking as Gahdrahkk had shown him.

Now that he knew this more fully, and understood so much more, he would give his

entire life for Gahdrahkk. That would cause Gahdrahkk to show him, and trust him, with

even more of His wisdom. That wisdom was the main thing for Ku now. It would be the

Ku’s highest prize. Gahdrahkk be praised forever!

Chapter Three - Prophet*able

So far as anyone knew, the old man was ancient. He said he had lost track of his

age somewhere around 700 yahrahnkk! There was only one interest in his life, aside

from loving the P-Z people, and that was serving Gahdrahkk. For centuries now, he

had been Gahdrahkk’s prophet. He would spend regular times sitting on a high hill

upon his blankets, taking very precious little sustenenace, and waiting on Gahdrahkk.

Sometimes his heart was clearly spoken to. Other times an idea came into his mind.

But regardless of how Gahdrahkk’s voice came to him, he would always meditate on it,

then record it on his scroll for others to read later. As he sat now on the hill he was

surrounded with scrolls and writing instruments. He used dark ochre ink and wrote with

a sharply pointed stylus. The messages he got were as diverse as life itself

Today was a somewhat quiet time, so he sat worshipping The Great One for

many hours. He would sing an ancient song of Gahdrahk, one given in Zhuzhahkkian,

then sit quietly for a season. After awhile, he would get up and dance to Gahdrahkk. It

was all worship and it was all praise. Gahdrahkk truly enjoyed the ways that

Papa*drahkk served him. Papa was humble, rather quiet, and even when he conveyed

the messages that he received, he shared them softly and kindly. Even if there was

reproof and correction, he never misstreated those he loved, for he knew that

Gahdrahkk would not mistreat them.

As he sat enyoying the gorgeous view from the hill, one of colored pre-Season of

the Ice trees in blue, purple, orange, yellow, red, and brown, and the two bodies of pink

water he could see on the south and the east, he began to hear a somewhat musical

refrain. The melody was lovely! It was soft but dynamic.The tune moved around a great

deal. After a moment he determined that Gahdrahkk was also dancing with joy over His

faithful ones. He was having a wonderful time as He delighted in His children. Papa

suddenly got up and began to dance and clap, dervishing and whirling in Zhuzhahkkian

style. It was fun to join Gahdrahkk as He rejoiced!

Then the music subsided and Papa knew that a great and important message

was coming. He listened, not so much with his ears, but with his inner being, the part

that Gahdrahkk contacted. Shortly, he heard this,

“Good day, my son Papa*drahkk! I am rejoicing in the faithfulness of you and

your people. Listen carefully now. Within a short season you shall pass from human life.

I have important things for you to do here in Heaven. You will teach the new ones, those

who have come here after only a short while of trusting in me. Expansion of their spirits

will be your work, making them know the deeper things of faith in me, such as how to

discern right from wrong and how to live correctly.

“Your time has nearly come, my Prophet, but I have another who will take your

place and be the Prophet of the people. That will be Ku*errnyahkk, son. I have been

preparing him for this sort of service. He knows already where he is going to go. I

recently gave him a vision of myself. Ask him about it, Papa. He has learned and

understood so many things that you have known for a long time, so fill in any blanks for

him in the revelation, all right?” Gahdrahkk requested.

Papa answered, “Yes, my Lord, I shall.”

Gahdrahkk spoke on with, “It is time for Ku and all the people to understand me

greater. I have been preparing so many, a little revelation here and a new thought there.

But now the Ku will lead them into a much greater time. Before, they have sought me in

limited faith. Now I shall make new things known to them! Rejoice my faithful son,

rejoice!”

Papa got up and did the round dance, or Zhuzhahkkian Kahole*ahkk. In this

one, he laughed and experienced great joy!

A few hours later, Papa went down to the village to see the Ku. He wished to

encourage him about his own future service, and give him and Abri prophetic words

about the chidren they would bear.

Ku saw Papa coming and yelled, “Hi, great one of Gahdrahkk. How are you,

Father?”

Papa replied, “I am well, son, quite well indeed. And you?”

The Ku embraced the dear old man, his greatest friend ever and said, “We are

very blessed, sir. I was just taking some notes on the things Gahdrahkk showed

me.They are such glorious revelations!”

“I hear that, son! Say, would you get that lovely wife of yours, please?” he

requested.

“Good day, Papa!” exclaimed the tall and beautiful brunette as she stepped kinto

vew. “How are you, my dear one?”

Papa smiled and embraced her with., “I am well for a man as old as the green-

yellow sun, Ha ha!”

The Ku asked, “Please tell us what message you have from Gahdrahkk, Father,

won’t you? We are listening...”

“Yes, we are!” joined the lovely Abri*nyahkk. “We are surely listening.”

Papa began with, “Well, you two sweethearts, Gahdrahkk wants to give you

children. Each of them will have a special calling from Him.”

“Oh, wow, wonderful!” shouted Abri and Ku and they excitedly hugged each other

and clapped their hands in the traditional Zhuzhakkian rejoicing style.

Papa went one and said, “Your eldest will be a son. He will be given the spirit of

adventure. He will want to travel and explore from a very young age. Let him do

that.Gahdrahkk has a great purpose for him. He will, with great understanding of the

wilderness and its creator, help others as they travel. He will escort many on their trips

to visit loved ones and family. I will make him to know, in an uncommon way, the field,

the rivers, lakes, and streams, the trees, the animals, the birds, and the fish. He will

love taking care of them. But he will be a great hunter and trapper who will explore new

places. He will know how to catch the denizens of the water.This will be his gift! You

shall name him Tomahkk, or ‘Guided by Gahdrahkk’ “.

Abri and Ku loved the idea of an eldest son very much. Their little explorer, wow!

Papa continued, “Then you will have absolutely identical twin girls! The one will

be an artist and singer, the other will help the sick and needy and the elderly. For one

the calling is beautiful and artistic, for the other it will be filled with love and

compassion.”

Ku and Abri both knew that the children’s gifts had all come from them. Ku is a

soldier and a leader and Abri a soft hearted helper, lover, and friend. They each were

artistic in their own ways. Abri could sing a lullaby with the best of them and paint

pictures that were descriptive, beautiful, and telling. But Ku had to know,

“What shall we call the twins, Papa?

Papa already knew the answer to that question, so he said, “Your little artist will

be Pi, or Pi*ahkahkk. Your nurse shall be Bri. Bri*ahkahkk. Pi will uplift you and Bri will

serve and help you.Their names meanz: Pi*ahkahkk, ‘gift of Gahdrahkk’, and

Bri*ahkahkk, ‘the caregiver-healer of Gahdrahkk’. They will both be very dear to you and

precious! Why Abri, did you know that you are carrying Tomahkk even now?”

Abri leaped to her feet and patted her belly, “No! I am? What a blessing my great

Gahdrahkk! Oh, honey, I can feel him. See?” she asked as she touched her tummy as

she wanted him to do.

The Ku yelled excitedly,“Yes, I feel him! Our little man...”

Papa had more. “Uh, Ku, my time is close to closing. My work here is almost

done. You see, children, Gahdrahkk has work for me above,“ he illustrated by pointing

up to Heaven. Abri and Ku both nodded. “You will take my place, son. You will be

Gadrahkk’s Prophet as I have been. You must imitate all you have seen me do over the

yahrahnkk. You must seek, search, and study, Ke*errnyahkk. This is vitally important,

for it will sustain you in the place where you can hear Gahdrahkk’s wishes and

teachings.”

Ku nodded knowlingly, “I quite understand, Papa. This will be my joy, that, and

the children! I shall do all that I have seen you do. Thanks for showing me for all these

yahrahnkk, Papa,” he said as he embraced Papa once again. “My, what a wonderful

time this has been. Gahdrahkk Himself has stood among us. Amazing! Tomahkk, Pi

and Bri, our darlings, Abri! Yes, oh yes, we will raise them to know and love our great

Heavenly Father.”

Chapter Four - Passing the Torch

Fifteen yahrahnkk later, all three kids had been born and were flourishing. The

twins had just celebrated their 14th yahrankk and everyone was beginning to do the

callings that were predicted. It was as if Gahdrahkk had put into each of them the

avocation they were called to do. Pi was often penning songs, poems, and stories,

aside from making very unique drawings and paintings. Bri was just a student of nature

and human health. She would go into the forest and pick herbs and other plants, looking

for things that would help the sick. And Tomahkk had taken a number of long journeys.

The guy loved the outdoors, fishing, hunting, and searchng for treasures in the earth.

Toma went by his place to check on Papa one day. As he approached his camp

Toma saw that Papa was asleep. At least that is how it looked. In fact, he found Papa

lying on his mat dead. In his pouch was a note he had written to the Ku that said,

“My dear boy, by now you have found me and I am gone. Heaven has always been my

greatest goal. Now I am there, son, enjoying the joys of our Lord!

“It is your turn now, Ku*errnyahkk. Remember all of our discussions and read all my

scrolls. There are many good things there that you can share with the folks. Be faithful.”

Your very own natural father,

~ Papadrahkk

Tomahkk ran back down the trail from Papa’s place to tell his family. Somehow

he had known he would find Papa dead. He was quite a legend with an example that

was great for anyone to follow. He hoped to be a lot like Papa. Tomahkk saw the

surprise that was in Papa’s note. He could imagine that would amaze and thrill the Ku.

As he approached the cave house door, he saw his dad sitting out. He gently

went over to his dad, not wishing to arouse him. When he saw Tomahkk the Ku asked,

“So how is Papa, son?” The rather desperate look on Toma’s face concerned him.

“Well, dad, he.... is..... gone. Papa passed. But he left this message for you,

dad,” Toma informed him.

The Ku immediately read the note and said, “I knew it! What? Did you read this

last part, son? I am amazed. Abri honey, could you come out here?” he yelled.

As she gently walked out of the house, she smiled sweetly and asked, “He’s

gone, huh?” Then she read the last part. Darling, was Papa your own dad?”

Ku proudly replied, “Yes, babe. He was my dad. I never knew it. I never even

thought of it before, but it makes such good sense now. He was training me, his son.

Wow! But, babe, I miss him!” and the great big former soldier begn to cry in his wife’s

arms.

“Here, honey, I love you. Yes, he is gone, but it will not be long and we will all be

with him again in Heaven, “ Abri encouraged. “Thank you, Gahdrahkk, and help my Ku

right now. There, there, baby. Dry your tears...”

Papa’s passing was hard for everyone. Many were coming by to see the Ku and

Abri, and to express their condolence and feelings. Dear Papa - what a man! He had

inspired many and taught everyone the ways of Gahdrahkk. He would definitely be

missed. But everyone knew that the Ku would continue the work his father had started.

That would be very good.

The next day, all the village got together to celebrate the passing of Papa. Most

of the women brought dishes of food, and everyone had a wonderful time of fellowship

as they remembered the great Prophet of Gahdrahkk. Many took turns sharing the

things Papa had taught them and the insights they had gained which changed their lives

forever. Yes, there were plenty of tears shed that day.

Naturally, many gave the Ku wishes of support, telling him that they knew he

would do the vital work of a Prophet as well as his father, Papadrahkk In fact, now was

the time, for the Ku had come full circle in his quest to know the great Gahdrahkk. He

could just settle in now and share all he had learned with the others. He was eager to

show them, as a group, what Yeshua*ahnkk had revealed to him some nights before.

He asked everyone to sit down, for he had some very important tings to show them.

“Dear ones, this is an important day. My dad has gone on, praise be to

Gahdrahkk.” All the people recited, “Praise be to Gahdrahkk!”

The Ku continued, “For many years, father did not tell me he was my dad. I

figure dad did not wish to cloud the wondrous things he shared with emotional and

familial ties. He was so wise! Anyway, a few evenings ago, I had a vision in which the

Lord showed me many things. Let me share it with you. Please listen most closely.”

The Ku decided he would ease them slowly into the revelation. “I have always

enjoyed any time that I got a revelation. The marvelous things we are shown can truly

change us, indeed! This one changed me, folks, for I will never be the same. Anyway,

as I sat right over there, at that table, I suddenly felt a heat going over my body. Ha ha,

it made me sort of shake! Then a wondrous glow came! It appeared to be rught there,

about 8 feet off of the ground and some 25 feet away.” The people were now looking at

the area wheren the Ku was pointing.

“I saw a man. He was in a radiance that is hard to describe. He was looking right

into the very heart of my soul and being. He knew everything! His voice was like roaring

waters, powerful, elegant, and precious. He called me by name. He said His name is

Yeshua*ahnkk. He was the Son of Gadrahkk!” Many gasped to hear that and then they

settled in and relaxed as they understood the value of it all.

Ku went on, “Yes, just like us men, Gahdrahkk has a son. But his Son and He

are one Gahdrahkk. Now that is different than what we know, huh? Anyway, there is a

third person called The Spirit if Holiness. These three are akin to how we are made -

we have a mind which thinks and reasons, and we have a soul and heart that feels

emotions, and finally our innrmosr being is also a spirit. When we pass like Papa did,

that is the part that goes on, our spirit man. Gahdrahkk is sort of like us, for He created

us in His image. Can you see that, my friends?” Many were nodding assent and

agreement now.

The Ku was just dying to tell them the rest. He was like a child with a special toy!

“The Lord has done all to save us. We deserve Hell*ahkk, for we sin. Yeshua*ahkk

went to another planetoid many years past and a great distance from here. By a miracle

of The Spirit of Holiness, a young woman became pregnant. Yeshu*ahkk was born as a

man so He could save mankind. For a number of yahrahnnkk He lived a holy life. He

forgave others, he healed the sick (just like our Bri is called to do!), and he delivered

men from weakness and evil control. But the, overseeing government there arrested

Him. He was innocent of any wrong. They nailed Him to a cruel cross, a tree.” Ku took

out the cross found in the fire. “Do you see this? We found it in a forest fire. Gahdrahkk

gave it to us to show us what He had done on that cross. That is where He lay down

His life, not just for those on that distant planet, but for all who will believe on Him. By

His suffering for us, taking our place, He bore our sins, and He made it possible for us

to be with Him in a glorious Heaven for all eternity! . By trusting Him, we inherit eternal

life. Isn’t that wonderful?: Many applauded at that point, praising the great Lord. “Folks,

because we believe, our sins are forgotten and we can go to Heaven, just like Papa

did.”

The people fully understood all of this and were so happy to know it now. But

there was one other instruction the Ku wished to give them, Gahdrahkk’s directive on

how to pray. “My dear ones, please listen well, for He gave me specific details of how

we should pray. It has to do with what the Son has provided for us. You want to pray to

the great Gahdrahkk, in the name of His son Yeshau*ahnkk, by the power of the Spirit

of Holiness. This is the way - pray to the Father, in the name of the Son, and by the

Spirit. Would you bow with me, please, as we close this time of celebration fo Papa?

“Oh, great Gahdrahkk our father, we worship you today and always. Thank you

for sharing Papa with us and having him help us for all these yahrahnkk. We miss him,

but we believe he is now with you in eternity. Bless all who gather here, our father, in

the name of your son Yeshua*ahnkk and by your Spirit of Holiness, Amay*nyahkk.”

There was a mixture of sadness for missing Papa and joy that he was in Heaven

and a longing to see him again among the villagers. Many spoke of precious times they

shared with him, remembering his wise council freely given. The life that Papa*drahkk

lived was a true testimony of Gahdrahkk and His goodness. In fact, he had been an

excellent example of how to live. He had seen a great deal of life and shared a lot of

joy. And, he had seen first hand that knowing Gahdrahkk was really the only way to

truly live.

The Ku would carry on that legacy now. He had learned well from Papa so he

knew from both training and experience that life with Gahdrahkk was true life, and that

living without Him offered no life at all. He would share this message with as many folks

he could, knowing that his message would change their lives and their future. In fact,

everything went back to that wooden cross. That is where everything was made right.

Chapter Five – Meetings