Second Chance: A Story of One Man’S Attempt to Get into Heaven After the Second Coming of Jesus Christ, the World’S Savior.

By Gary Vochatzer

Second coming of Christ becomes a reality. This individual sees his error in not believing so does all he can to get God to give him a second chance. This is the story of a mans goal to reach into the heart of God proving he was ignorant and arrogant of such a great calling of God to be saved through faith in the Son of God, Jesus Christ. He attempts, even giving his own life, to see if his voice had been heard by God who created all that there is! Jesus Christs return may happen today or a thousand years from now, but God will bring it to pass, guaranteed!

This book was written with one purpose in my mind-to scare, frighten the hell out of you for what you are about to read, but trust me His coming is as sure as the sun rising each day, and life and death. This book was written to keep your soul secure in heaven under the blood spilled for us by Jesus Christ.

Gary Vochatzer, Author

The Bible clearly explains how people can be spiritually prepared for the events leading up to the Return of Christ and for eternity. People should live expecting His return in their lifetime. Gary vividly describes the anguish for a family and their community who were caught off guard.

Pastor Wayne Bibelheimer

Quail Lakes Baptist Church Stockton, CA

• Language: English
• Publisher: WestBow Press
• Release date: Apr 21, 2017
• ISBN: 9781512765731

Gary Vochatzer

Gary Vochatzer has written 500+ poems, 90+ short stories, 50+ Biblical statements, 15+ songs, 225 Statements of Conscience, published 6 books, and has 10 books ready to publish. He has been a Christian for 50 years, a Life Insurance Broker for 55 years and kept a daily diary and prayer journal for many years. Gary and his wife Shirley live in Stockton, California.

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2016919521

WestBow Press rev. date: 04/21/2017

CONTENTS

Chapter 1. The Vanishings

Chapter 2. Reconsidering the Facts

Chapter 3. The New Rulers

Chapter 4. Reality Sets In

Chapter 5. United Nations World Order

Chapter 6. The Pill

Chapter 7. One Year Has Passed

Chapter 8. Two Years Have Passed

Chapter 9. Three Years Have Passed

Chapter 10. The Finality

Chapter 11. Biblical References

THIS BOOK’S PURPOSE

In Noah’s time folks were marrying, raising families, working, partying, and enjoying the fruits of their labor. Then God saw evil develop in their lives. Because of that Sin has caused Him to grieve over His creation of humankind. He thus devised a plan that would put an end to this evil or so He thought!

Evil reared its ugly head again and thousands of years later, He once again was grieved over the sin that developed in the human heart and so He devised a plan, for the second time, to end this awful human behavior. Sadly, all of this sin was happening on the one planet He had set aside, out of the entire universe, to be the example for peace throughout His creation. This is the story of that second plan.

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Gary Vochatzer

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Over past 20 years, I have written:

• 500+ Poems

• 90+ Short Stories

• 50+ Biblical Statements

• 15+ Songs

• 5 Books published

• 5 Books ready to publish

• 25 Books written to be typed

• 225 Statements of Conscience

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• 27 years kept a daily diary

• 24 years kept a daily prayer journal

• 48 years a Christian

• Been a Life Insurance Broker for 52 years

Chapter One

THE VANISHINGS

CHAPTER ONE

The Vanishing

It’s 3 A.M. on a Wednesday night and I just woke up from a terrible nightmare but not remembering what the nightmare was couldn’t be half as bad as the nightmare the human race is now living! So I got up from my bed without waking anyone in the house and went out to our dining room to sit and write out what has happened in the last thirty-six months in case no one else has, and for the benefit of those who will come after us, to let them know what we have been through and are, at this moment, going through. Worst of all, we are not seeing it get any better, so the future must be just as bleak!

First of all to those who read this material, let me first tell you a small bit of who I am so you won’t think this is all a hoax. I am a middle-aged man who lives in a midsize town in this country, The United States of America. I have a college degree in computer programming and found a good paying job (six figures) at a nationally known computer company. I met my wife almost twenty years ago and we have two teenaged kids (boy and girl); we are (in my opinion) about as average as you can get. There isn’t (I don’t think anyway) anything unusual about us as a family or as individuals.

We start on Mondays by going to work. (My wife is a nurse at a local hospital.) Our kids both go to the same high school and a bus picks them up daily and drops them off two miles away from home each day. I work at a desk doing what’s been put on my agenda in programming on a daily basis. We try to have dinner together, but a lot depends on (1) kids’ activities and school homework, and (2) if the Mrs. gets an emergency call to come to the hospital to help. Seventy-five percent of the time we manage to sit down and eat dinner and discuss our day. On the weekends we mow our lawn, rake our leaves, take out the trash, watch TV, nap, go for a ride, go out to dinner, maybe catch church once in a great while or visit a relative. Again nothing out of the ordinary.

Well that about sums up who I am, who we are, and now I can feel comfortable about telling you what has happened to the world in the last thirty-six months. I know if you are an iota like me, you are not going to believe any of this I am going to share and, to be honest, I don’t know how to prove it unless you were here to witness it. More than likely anyone who reads this is going to be a person who comes along long after the Mrs. and I are long gone. Enough said – Here is my story.

It was March and it was cold! It was the ninth day of the month and the world, our country, the United Nations, our town, our neighborhood, our block, my neighbor, our home, our jobs, our family were getting along as usual. There was nothing big going on worldwide that I can recall-no major wars, no shortages, and no governments were having difficulties. So in essence on March 9th, all was as it’s always been-ordinary! That is until about 3 o’clock in the afternoon. I remember it as it if happened today! Here is what I saw, and it was sudden, in a moment, in a flash, at exactly 3 P.M. (I had just looked up at the clock in our hallway.) A number of people vanished from where they were standing, sitting, walking. All of a sudden they were gone, with absolutely no trace of them. They took nothing away with them but the clothes they were wearing. I looked around at 3:01 and was gasping, wondering what happened.

We have about five hundred employees at our company site. In my area of work there are about fifty of us within voice range. We all have cubbyholes or cubicles for office space, with carpeted panels that go from one cubicle to another and are only five feet high so it doesn’t take much to stand up to see who’s where. At 3:01 there had to be a least fifteen people gone!! They didn’t all go to the bathroom or the break room. The workday wasn’t over as yet. They just vanished into thin air! To this moment I can still see their faces, hear their laughter, see them come in, in the morning and leave at night. I knew exactly who left at 3 P.M. and who stayed. Naturally, I was one of them who stayed. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be reading this report!

At 3:05 after the initial shock of seeing them all gone, the rest of us looked at each other over our cubicles and said, Huh! What happened? Where is so and so? Where did they go without leaving their chair? Why did they go and the rest of us are here? What’s going on that we don’t know about? It was crazy. Gals were crying, guys were screening, folks were running wild, and it was chaotic. Naturally the building was empty in about an hour. No message over the intercom. It was just the natural thing to do. Leave and head home!

I park in a six-story parking lot and I usually park on the third floor and as usual that’s where my car was. It took until four-thirty to reach it. You couldn’t understand a word anyone was saying. Folks were crying, screaming, running or had gone into a seemingly hypnotic state, so I just kept quiet. I figured there had to be a reason for all this. It hadn’t affected me personally. I was still here. The company building didn’t blow up. My car was still in its same parking space. So I said to myself, There is an explanation and within hours it will be solved. No big deal! Well, it took over an hour to get out of the parking garage and I was finally on the street in an attempt to get home, which is about five miles from work.

I thought it was strange seeing some cars in the middle of the streets, no one in them. Cars were still running with lights on and I saw several accidents. Apparently a person who vanished while driving ran right into another car, a utility pole, but fortunately I didn’t see anyone laying on the pavement hit by a non-driver car! I have to say it was crazy driving home-cars with no drivers, busses without a bus driver, even saw an ambulance with no driver and yet it was inching along as if someone was at the wheel! I saw folks on their knees crying, some shouting, even saw a few folks with their fist clinched pointing it toward the sky. Traffic was absolutely the worst I had ever seen, horns honking, people putting their hands out their car window yelling all kinds of profanities and then there were those who helped folks who got hit by a non-driver car.

It’s now five-thirty on March 9th and I am still only half way home as traffic is moving slower than a snail. I turned on my car radio to see if anyone knew what had happened and went from one channel to another. All said the same thing. What happened in my office at 3 P.M. happened all over the globe at the exact same time and in the exact same way. No one escaped this event, whatever it was. There was no language barrier, no time barrier, no ethnic barrier, and no government barrier. It happened everywhere at the same time, but nobody knew why.

But who did this and why were only a few affected? I mean we had fifty folks in our work area and only fifteen vanished. Why not us, why them? What made us different from them or them from us? The radio had no answers and I was too confused and disillusioned and now getting too angry to turn on my auto laptop computer, which may have given me an answer or two. It was now almost seven P.M. when I finally arrived at home. The Mrs.’s car was in the driveway so that made me feel halfway decent. I could see the three of them in the house as they had all the lights on. I parked, grabbed my laptop, and hurried on in, only to find what I had just left!

My Mrs. was in hysterics, my two kids were crying. The television was blaring out on each channel what had happened at 3 P.M. today. It was as I had seen on the streets on the way home-chaotic! I put my computer away, tuned off the television, sat down at the kitchen table and asked them all to come and sit with me. Within a few minutes all four of us were sitting at our table with one conversation-What happened? Soon I said, Let’s calmly tell, one at a time, what happened at 3 P.M. today and just maybe we can make some sense out of what’s going on.

All agreed and I said I would start, which I did and I told them all that you have read above. My Mrs. volunteered next. She was at the hospital at 3:00-doctors, nurses, patients, about twenty in the entire staff vanished but the most amazing part was there was not one newborn child left in the maternity ward, not one! (That was spooky!) She went through what I did in trying to get home as the hospital is about three miles from our home. There were car wrecks, folks crying on the streets, cars still running with no one in them; it was a mess, but she finally made it to the house.

Next to speak was our daughter. She told how she was in her last class of the day and school was about over. In fact the bell rang at 3 P.M., the same time this chaos started. But just as all the students stood up to go on out of our class, she realized that about five students had vanished! The other twenty including her just looked at each other along with the teacher. All were, as all of us are still, bewildered! She said she went out of the classroom and kids were yelling for their sisters, brothers, boyfriends, girlfriends, teachers, and friends who had vanished and they wanted an answer. Of course, crying and yelling was rampant as you can imagine with three thousand teenagers on one campus and all of a sudden ten