us?'
He let his head bob from side to side. 'I suppose.'
'Do you? Your eyes and your body language tell me you're still not with the picture.'
'Oh, make no mistake. I'm in. I believe. I have the faith.'
'But you don't have the joy.'
'I told you about the joy.'
'I can't debate a brain like you, but I'm not giving up on this. I don't care if you are ten times more educated- I want you to understand this.'
'I'll try,' he said. 'What do you want me to agree with?'
'Just that we have so much to be thankful for.'
'Oh, I agree with that.'
'But it has to thrill you!'
'In its own way, it does. Or I should say, in my own way.'
Hattie slumped and sighed. 'This is beyond me. I can't convince you. But I'm so thrilled that you are my brother, and I am on fire about what God is calling you to do.'
'Now see, Miss Durham, that is where I suppose we differ or disagree. I have come to see that Tsion is right, that I am in a unique position to be involved in something strategic. I have resigned myself to the fact that it is inevitable and that I must do it. But I do not warm to it, long for it, look forward to it.'
'I do!'
'Listen to me now, Miss Durham.' 'Sorry.'
'I accept this mantle with great gravity and heaviness of heart. I am working not to be a coward or even reluctant or resistant. This is not something one should eagerly embrace as some sort of honor or achievement. Do you understand?'
She nodded. 'You're right; I'm sure you are. But does it also humble you that God would choose you for something like this?'
'Oh, I'm humbled all right. But there are times when I can identify with the Lord Messiah himself when he prayed and asked that if possible, his Father would let this cup pass from him.'
Hattie nodded. 'But he also added, 'Not my will, but yours be done.' '
'He did indeed,' Chaim said. 'Pray for me that I will approach that same level of brokenness and willingness.' 'Well,' she said, standing, 'I just want to tell you that I know God is going to do great things through you. I will be praying for you every step of the way.'
Chaim seemed unable to speak. Finally his eyes filled and he rasped, 'Thank you very much, my young sister. That means more to me than I can say.'
As Buck trudged into the last building, he found himself next to Alex Athenas, going over his notes. 'Ugly work,' Buck said.
Alex grunted. 'Uglier than I thought. Who'd have guessed those women would be so resolute? We're going to run into some of their husbands now. We'll find out who's tougher.'
'I find it hard to believe you've got religious dissidents in with hardened criminals.'
'That's not my call. I've got one job here.'
'I wouldn't want it.'
'I didn't ask for it.'
'Don't you agree the mix in this building is strange?'
The others passed as Alex stopped and looked Buck full in the face, making him uncomfortable. 'Let me ask you something, Jensen. Have you ever talked to Nicolae Carpathia?'
Buck froze. Why would he guess that? 'It's been a long time,' Buck said.
'Well, I have. And he sees the dissidents as every bit as dangerous as the criminals. Well, they're both criminals.'
'Murderers and people of faith?'
'People of the wrong faith, the divisive faith, the intolerant faith.'
Buck stepped closer. 'Alex, listen to yourself. You just sent more than a dozen women to their deaths because they don't share Nicolae Carpathia's faith. And you call them intolerant?'
Alex stared back. 'I've got a mind to turn you in. You make me wonder about your loyalty.'
'Maybe I'm wondering about it too. Whatever happened to freedom?'
'We've still got freedom, Jack,' Alex spat. 'These people can decide for themselves whether they want to live or die.'
Buck followed him in. This was by far the largest holding room, men of all ages milling about, talking. Buck noticed at least two dozen men with the mark of God on their foreheads, and they all seemed to be earnestly pleading with small groups of others. Strangely, the others seemed to be listening.
Buck caught Albie's eye. 'See all of them?' he mouthed. Albie nodded sadly. It was great to see so many believers, but that meant more carnage was not far off. Buck wondered how he would identify Pastor Demeter without calling him out.
He asked a guard, 'Who's the leader of the dissidents?'
'The local Judah-ites?'
Buck shrugged. 'That what they call them here?' The guard nodded and pointed to where a tall, dark-haired man was surrounded by at least a dozen others. He was speaking earnestly and quickly, gesturing. Rayford had said the man had the gift of evangelism, and he must have been exercising it with desperation. Buck moved to where he could hear.
' 'But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.' That's you and me, gentlemen. I'm pleading with you not to take this mark. Receive Christ, get your sins forgiven, stake your claim with the God of the universe.' 'It could cost us our lives,' one said. 'It will cost you your life, friend. You think I don't know this is a hard thing? Ask yourself, do I want to be with God in heaven this very night, or do I want to pledge my loyalty to Satan and never be able to change my mind? Tonight you'll be dead for an instant and then in the presence of God. Or you can live another few years and spend eternity in hell. The choice is yours.'
'I want God,' a man said.
'You know the consequences?'
'Yes, hurry.'
'Pray with me.' They knelt.
'On your feet, everyone!' Alex called out.
'God, I know I'm a sinner,' Pastor D began, and the man repeated it.
'I said on your feet!'
'Forgive my sins and come into my life and save me.'
'Don't make me send a guard in there to break your heads!'
'Thank you for sending your Son to die on the cross for me.'
'All right, get in there!'
'I accept your gift and receive you right now.'
'Don't say I didn't warn you!'
Buck noticed that other men were repeating the prayer too, though their eyes were open and they faced the front, standing.
'Amen.'
Just as the guard got to Pastor D, he stood and pulled the other man up.
'You two listen up now!'
As the guard left, Buck heard a man whisper, 'Pray that again.'
Pastor D started in again, quietly, still appearing to be paying attention as Alex finished his information. All throughout the cage, other men were praying and leading others to do the same. The murmuring floated toward the guards, but it was hard to pin on one person.
'I need to know if any of you will be rejecting the mark of loyalty so we can get you in the right line now!'
'Put me in the other line!' Pastor D called out.
