He had done it a thousand times.Why was the screen blank now? He stared at the PDA confused at his inability to type the same words he had engraved in his mind.
"We regret to in inform you... lost his life for the Cause."
"Jones, put that PDA down! Come to mess before the next wave of bodies come in. Boy, you got to eat."
"Yes sir, just one more and I'll be there, just want to finish this one up."
"Ok, Jones, but hurry up. Word is the last battle was really bad and we are going to be up all night sending the death notices."
What's new about that, Jones thought. Since all the world had woke up to find millions missings, the Army of Faith had fought to spread the Word of God. Everyday since hundreds sometimes thousands had lost their battle in the the resistance against the one who called himself," The New Christ".
It was his job to notify families, if he could find any left , that their loved one had been killed for what they now called, "The Cause."
The Cause was a group that spanded world wide, who had found peace and salvation through the real Jesus Christ, from reading the Bibles those missing had left.
For some reason today he was having a hard time typing the words. It seemed so useless , even unnecessary. Surely if they were part of "The Cause" the families would know they were going to end up dead.
He believed in "The Cause" and he loved Jesus Christ, but felt his task was not significant enough. He wanted to go to battle like the people he wrote notifications on everyday.
If it wasn't for this stupid wheelchair, he could show his Lord how much he wanted to spread the Word. Instead he was stuck here writing letters on his PDA.
Out of frustration, he began to pray, "God, I believe in you as much as they do. I want to tell others about Jesus, but this chair keeps me here. Why can't I tell others that they are being deceived and that your son, Jesus Christ , is "the way, the truth, and the light."?
"Jones, are you coming or not?, the captain shouted, "Get those wheels moving! We have a job to do!"
"Yes sir, almost done." he replied as a new smile brightened his face.
I have a job he thought with new realization. A job given to me by God. So he turned to his PDA and wrote.
" It is with great honor that I inform you that your son fought.. "against princapalities, against powers , against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spirtual wickedness in high places"... and took his place in heaven today with Jesus Christ our Lord."
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