Holy Trinity - 3750 A.D.
It was Wednesday on Holy Trinity. This was one of the two days of the weekβthe other, of course, being Sundayβthat was designated an Energy Saving Day. Despite being in Mercury orbit and well bathed in sunlight from the nearby presence of the Sun, the Archdeacon and the Chief Pastors had deemed that the energy expenditure of the colony's burgeoning population couldn't be squandered on more than five days of daylight each week.
Isaac was tending the small garden plot outside his family's apartment on the twentieth floor of the colony's twelfth level. His wife was inside the apartment where she was taking care of three of Isaac's seventeen children. The rest of his progeny were fully adult and lived with their own families elsewhere in the same condominium. Garden plots were allowed special dispensation in the dim dusk of the midday luminescence and an array of lights brightly illuminated each one. Below and above Isaac's apartment was a towering sequence of other plots, all wholly enclosed within the condominium walls, where other householders were also tending God's bounty. These plots were as necessary as all the other energy-saving and waste-recycling policies for the survival of a community whose population was approaching the physical limits of what one space colony could house, water and feed. Like all men in Holy Trinity, Isaac prayed for the successful construction of Revelation: the sister colony that would soon relieve the colony of much of the burden of maintaining half its population, until that too swelled beyond the bounds of what two colonies could support.
Isaac was nearly a decade short of the Biblical span of three score years and ten beyond which only the most senior Scriptural Officers were permitted the privilege of regenerative surgery and other forms of life prolongation. Although it was a sin to end a life prematurely, it was another sin of pride and vanity for those without special dispensation to have their lives artificially prolonged beyond the Biblical span. He rather dreaded the onset of old age that would plague him for what would remain of his expected life and from which there was little hope of early release.
Isaac bent down on his knees in the garden soil and prodded at the organic vegetables that were vital to his family's welfare. The meagre ration he earned was not nearly enough by itself. Although the congregation was generous in its charity to those unable to provide for themselves, it did so reluctantly and only to those in true need.
Through the windows that peered out through the dimness onto the congested tower blocks that dominated the twelfth level Isaac could see other householders and their wives and children bent over like him to care for the soil. The only other light than that emitted from these other garden plots came from the hover planes that occasionally passed by. These carried the Soldiers of Christ and important church dignitaries on their vital business. Isaac knew well what it was like to travel in such a vessel. He too was a Soldier of Christ and he took seriously his duty of enforcing civil order and scriptural conformity in the colony.
Isaac's wife, Rebecca, entered the garden dressed in a black ankle-length gown and with her untrimmed hair tucked out of sight inside her bonnet. She stood by Isaac's side as he bedded down a turnip. She waited silently until her husband addressed her, for it would be a sin for a man's chattel to be so presumptuous as to speak first.
"The children are all gone to school, husband," she at last announced when Isaac raised his head and gave her permission to speak.
"God be praised, wife," Isaac said. "May the Lord instruct them well."
"Amen," Rebecca agreed. "Noah has been reciting the Holy Scripture this morning."
"And which text has he been studying, wife?"
"The Second Epistle of Paul the Apostle to the Corinthians, Chapter Four, husband."
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Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not; But have renounced the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man's conscience in the sight of God. But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost,
" recited Isaac from memory.
"Amen," said Rebecca.
"But we have duty too, wife," Isaac reminded. "Recall the First Book of Moses: Called Genesis, Chapter Three, Verse Sixteen."
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The Lord said: 'I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children'?
" asked Rebecca.
"Well, not just that, wife," said Isaac with a kindly smile. "
Thy desire shall be to thy husband.