It happened just after dawn. The sun had been up for less than an hour. I woke up early that morning because I had to be at work before seven o’clock. Traffic was impossible on Fridays, so I always allowed myself plenty of time. Who would have believed then how little that would have mattered?
I had heard people say it was going to happen all my life. I never truly believed it. I guess I just thought it was a fairy tale. But it wasn’t. Everyone was surprised when the clouds lowered to the ground, and people started disappearing all around us. I was stuck in traffic in the inbound lane and never saw it coming. I had never seen anything like it. Nobody had.
The morning sun was shining bright, making it even scarier when the clouds all dropped out of the sky and settled to the earth. I don’t know if it was the sun reflecting off them or not, but the edges of each cloud seemed to have a gold shimmer. Then suddenly, cars all around me were empty. Boy, was I glad to be sitting in traffic that morning. At least those of us lucky enough to be stopped and were not in one of the thousands of accidents on the highways.
A lot of people died that day. Planes dropped out of the sky when the flight crews disappeared. Trains derailed. Even the President’s plane lost its captain. It was a good thing the co-pilot was still there, or America would have been in even more trouble. At least a dozen nations lost leaders. Not that it mattered since the new World Federation Chancellor declared indefinite global Marshall Law.
I guess my mama went up there in heaven with Jesus. She always told me that someday he was going to come after his church. Well, that’s what I think happened, anyway. It would have been so much easier if I could have just believed what the World Federation mouthpieces told us had happened. But, somehow, men from outer space snatching away millions of people from the earth at the same time just didn’t make sense, mostly, since most of those people were churchgoers and little kids. Nope, I believed it was what my mama said would happen. I don’t know why it caught everyone by surprise. We heard about it all our lives. Yet, in the end, we still couldn’t believe it happened.
Dr. Sharon Schuetz has served as a copastor of the Sebastopol Community Church since February 2018. She and her late husband, Michael, have served as pastors in seven churches since 1988, most of them in the Pentecostal Church of God, Joplin, MO.
The Schuetz family has ministered to couples through counseling, ministry, women, and marriage retreats. She served as the District Youth President over the state of New Mexico, where she traveled two weeks each month preaching youth rallies. She organized youth camps, retreats, etc., during her tenure.
Dr. Schuetz graduated from Cornerstone University, Lake Charles, LA. After completing her Ph.D. in Clinical Christian Counseling in 1998, Cornerstone hired Dr. Schuetz as the university's Administrative Director. In 1998, the Schuetzs moved to Lake Charles, where they lived on campus, taught classes, traveled to satellite campuses to hold graduation ceremonies, etc.
They were married for 45 ½ years, with three children and ten grandchildren. Dr. Schuetz stepped into the pulpit as Senior Pastor when Michael went home to the Lord in December 2021. In over 35 years in ministry, they hoped to reveal God's love to all. Dr. Schuetz loves to break God's Word into understandable principles and teach people how to apply those principles to their own lives.