God Doesn't Need Help
Once upon a time, there was a young boy who truly loved
God with all his might. About to become a man, he tasted the world and forever
gave it up for a life of God. His wish to be as Christ would be to act as Christ
would act, to be whatever God would have him be.
That choice, you make just once, cost him his life. Seems the more sure you are,
the quicker things happen. Or, as someone said, the good die young. But
the body, still useable, an empty shell, a perfect home, a base from which to
work, to finish the job started so long ago.
This one fit the specifications. That's how it seemed. Then all hell broke
loose. Seven years, an animal at best, wild, rough. No matter what you're told,
it's impossible to experience life for the first time and not forget whatever it
is you can't remember.
Slowly the body became accustomed to the new rider. Now, the mind could be
trained. The words were strange at first. Truly this body had the proper
background within a few months. This man began to change, as his mind was
stretched. His, free of the aberrations typical of his kind.
The last twenty years spent on training. The arts and crafts, those things
eternal. He wonders who or what he is. In his dreams he'd cry out in the
loneliness. His God silent. He had to find his own way. God doesn't need help. I
explained I am the companion.
For years he didn't know. He sometimes had visions. Another world, a home. He
doesn't want to accept it yet. He must've guessed. After all, there are just too
many coincidences. Still, he wants to be sure. The body has learned also, and
now possesses tools and knowledge too. Alien tools, like mine.
That was a few years ago. I had to leave him. He would have to complete the
journey now, on his own. I did all I could. Now, I suppose you could say,
"That's how the story goes. What he will do he will do." That's true,
unless he happens to be like you and most humans, not ever absolutely sure.
Which, by the way, is why I had to leave. You see, he has to decide, on his own.
God doesn't need help.