The Story
Reverend Jonathan Prince was part of one of the last remaining Christian Churches on Earth. He lived a life full of sacrifice and devotion to that Church, tending to the weak, the sick, the orphaned, and the widowed. He wrote in his biography that he made it a point to live as the early Christians did – giving everything he could to helping God's children.
Everything he did was beyond what the average good-hearted person did. Instead of running charities, he actually went to the places where people were suffering and offered what resources he had to help. He made clothes for people who had none and he cooked for the people who had no food. His Church supported him whole-heartedly because he did the work that they would gladly pay someone else to do. All he ever did was love others, no matter their circumstance.
When it had been announced that new planet capable of sustaining life was found and that it was possible to travel there, Prince was hand selected by the church leaders to go and minister to those who were settling in. Even he was quoted as saying, "I feel called to reach out to that end of the universe, for we are all God's children and I am His hands and feet."
Aurora thought it was all very noble, even if she didn't believe in any type of god. It didn't matter the reason, this man was making a difference in the world and was planning to continue his work, even if that meant he would be the only one of his kind in his new home.
If anyone was going to understand Aurora's dilemma, it would be this man laying before her. Oh, how she yearned to speak with him right then, asking him why, why she was so lonely and how she could overcome it.
But he had work to do. Important work.
If she woke him, so many people would miss out on his loving kindness.
I could experience his loving kindness if I wake him.
"I can't do this to him," Aurora voiced to her own thoughts. "He has so many wonderful plans for the future."
But of all the people here, he would have the most sympathy for why I'd have to wake him.
"All the more reason to stop myself from doing it. There is someone more deserving of him elsewhere."
There will be more religious types over there. What's one less?
"It's murder."
It's survival.