"Nope, she was taken to fast… but you do realize someone has to tell dad though, right?"
Shocked with fear rather than grief Alexa nodded her head solemnly.
"Just help me, ok?" Cindy begged Jimmy.
"Fine, what do you want me to do, pray for the tree to sway so that the car comes down?"
"No… but you can go get Goddard."
Goddard, Jimmy thought, I saw him briefly in the lab. I just hope he's not mad at me for forgetting about him. Jimmy ran back to his house and found his shed half-standing. He opened the door and went down to his lab. "Goddard?" Goddard barked in response… but had been so long since hearing Goddard that Jimmy wasn't sure what he said. "Goddard!" Jimmy screamed when he heard Goddard's bark for the first time in almost four years. The robotic dog was in the exact same condition Jimmy had locked him up in and clanked steadily across the floor, his gears adjusting from not being used. "Here, boy!" Jimmy said in a lower voice then Goddard was use to, but he could still tell his master loved him. After grabbing a few lug nuts for Goddard, Jimmy explained to Goddard what had happened and what they had to do, in a little over sixty seconds.
Jimmy and Goddard then walked outside and Goddard flew up the tree and grabbed a shaking GPO man. The officer was still shaking five minutes after being pulled from the tree. Immediately, once sat on the ground, Cindy, and Libby, with the help of Jimmy, fed the man, gave him water, and worked on getting the bleeding stopped.
"Thank you so much!" Officer Miller said for the tenth time since being rescued. Cindy had just finished dressing the wound on his forehead. "Say, how'd you find me anyways?"
"We…. Were looking for survivors." Cindy said, scared of saying they had been in the church.
"Well, thank you. I'd just about given up, I'd say you were a Godsend or an angel…but I'm an atheist. However, I can tell you that Natas is lucky to have such devoted citizens."
"Yea, Natas has no idea how devoted we truly are to the cause." Libby added. Sounds good to the authority, and the truth! I AM devoted to the cause… the cause of Christ. Man am I good!
"Well, I try to do what I can, being in the police force and all, but what's the point? Know what I mean? To be completely honest, I'm in this business because if for some reason I die, it's not suicide. I mean, what's the point of life?"
"Well, actually I can't agree with you there. I mean, He's been there for me even when I didn't know He existed. He watched out for me, loved me, cared for me. And if that wasn't enough, He sacrificed for me. In short, He deserves my everything."
"Wow, that's a lot of passion. Wish I could be that passionate, but I have interests and a life too, ya' know?"
"But, isn't that the problem with serving humans?" Cindy interjected. "I mean they never are satisfied."
"Ok, now you've lost me." Officer Miller said.
"How so?" Cindy asked.
"Didn't you just say that you devote our life to Natas Reficul?"
"I said I devote my life to Him." Cindy said plainly.
"What's the difference?"
"I never said I was devoted to Natas, I said I was devoted to Him."
"I thought we were talking about Natas though?"
"The only time I remember mentioning Natas was to say that he has no idea how devoted we are."
"Then whom are we talking about?"
"Really want to know?"
"Yes."
"He is God. He is my Lord and creator. He is my sacrifice. He is my refuge in times of trouble. He is my Father. He is my redeemer. He is my reason for living. He is my King."
"Natas? I don't know if I'd say he's a god."
"You wouldn't?"
"No."
"Good! Neither would I!" Libby declared.
"Yet you devote your life to him AND you called him God?" The officer drank a little out of the room temperature can of soup, totally confused.
"I never said that. I said He's God."
Now completely aggravated the officer threw his spoon down. "Who is he?"
"I told you who He is!" Libby said.
"You told me what he is…I want to know his name."
"He is Jesus Christ."
"Oh, you are just another one of those crazy nuts that think Jesus came back and took all the good people with him. Well, let me tell you. There are still good people left! I happen to be one of them!"
"It has nothing to do with being good or bad. We all fall. Romans 3:23 says 'for all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.'"
"Yea… well, I still say it's bogus."
"Fine… you can say that… all I truly know is I was blind and lost and purposeless and now I can see, I have a purpose and I've been found.
