Day Nine Hundred Twenty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Though Tomas and the Captain were disappointed about being removed from the search, they were understanding and even supportive about our stepping in to take over their latest lead.

I must say that I was not at first certain that our involvement was called for, nor even wise. But a revelation was granted to me through the night, a dream that came and went three times, and each one different, allowing me to see Elijah’s part, then Tomas’s here, and finally mine with Elijah. (The Captain asked me where he fit in but I had nothing to tell him).

So, for now, we await the timing for our adventure.

We ask the Spirit to lead that we may obediently follow.

Day Five Hundred #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The one lead we had from the river district was a dead end. We have only a third of the metropolis left to check.  It seems more likely than not that no followers of Hamashiach remain to be found.

It is a severe disappointment to Elijah. Under his crusty exterior he is actually very tender.

We have moved again today. Our exit from the metropolis is only a day or two away. The slums will be the focus of our search next. Rather than stay in one place we plan to move about daily and stay wherever we land for the night.

I long to be back on the ship and among our friends. I wonder how they are faring.