Courageous Page #4
What does Javier look like?
I don't know. He's like 6'2",
thin as a rail, goatee.
No, no, no. I'd say maybe 5'10",
stocky, clean-shaven.
Look, guys, look, guys.
I'm not a genius, but you aren't
talking about the same dude.
I'm thinking the same thing.
I mean, I figured that out.
Adam, I don't know who's at
your house, but it ain't Javier.
Dude. He's at your house
right now?
By himself?
Talk to you guys later.
Hey, hey, we ordered for you.
Who's gonna pay for this?
Hey.
Back from lunch already?
Javier, what's your name?
Javier.
No, no, no. What's your full name?
Javier Eduardo Martinez.
What's your full name?
Adam Thomas Mitchell.
You know Shane Fuller?
Shane Fuller?
No. What's his full name?
No, no, no. Who told you
I was building a shed?
You did.
Who told you I'd give you 150 a day?
You did.
What?
How did you know to call me "Javier"?
Thought your name was Javier.
It is.
Why were you standing
in my alley Monday?
Because I needed a job.
Why did you ask me to help?
Because I thought you were
a guy named Javier.
I am.
You don't have a problem
with your kidneys, do you?
No.
Do you?
No.
I don't understand this.
What I can tell you is
by you giving me this job,
it has been an answer
to my family's prayers.
Well, you're doing good work.
Sure I can't get you anything to eat?
No.
My wife's lunch
was big enough already.
All right, I'll be back in a bit.
I'm gonna go get something to eat.
You're hungry again already?
Hey, how you doing?
What's up?
What happened to your face?
What? Oh, this? It's nothing.
I was just playing around
with some friends.
Anyway, check out my ride.
Is that your car?
No, it's a friend's, but I can
drive it pretty much whenever.
I really came to see if you wanted
to go get something to eat with me.
I don't know.
I'd have to ask my dad and see...
Hey, Jade, dinner's almost ready.
Hello, how are you?
I'm good.
You must be Jade's father.
I am.
And you are?
Daddy, this is my friend Derrick.
Nice to meet you.
You just in the neighborhood?
I came to see if Jade wanted
to get something to eat.
I'll bring her back later.
Hm.
Jade, go in the house.
I'll be in in a few minutes.
Thanks for coming over, Derrick.
I guess I'll just see you later.
Let me talk to you for a minute.
I appreciate your interest
in my daughter.
But we're not allowing her
to go out on dates.
This ain't really a date.
We're just trying to hang out.
Mm-hm. It's important that she be
older and for us to know who she's with.
You got a problem with me?
Look, we just don't know you, okay?
Any man interested
in my daughter
needs to explain the purpose
of the relationship.
The purpose? It ain't like I'm gonna
take advantage of a 15-year-old girl.
Oh, I agree.
If you'd like to get to know us better,
join us for lunch on Sunday.
We'd be happy to have you.
I don't know.
How'd you get that bruise
on your face?
You know what?
That's none of your business.
You should let Jade
make her own decisions.
I do not like that boy.
He is very disrespectful.
How can he be respectful
when Daddy runs him off?
Listen. If he shows no respect for us,
he won't respect you either.
- That's right.
- Baby, you've gotta trust us.
That boy has a lot of growing up to do.
We'd better go eat while it's still hot.
Come on, let's go to the table.
I'm not hungry.
Well, I'd still like for you
to sit with us.
So your wife
homeschools your kids?
For now.
It's important that we give them a
good foundation when they're young.
Seems good.
You have two kids?
I do.
Nail gun?
Please.
Emily's my sweet 9-year-old,
and Dylan is
my stubborn 15-year-old.
Well, I think he's just
going through a stage.
You can meet him
when he comes home.
I think Emily's at a birthday party.
So I had this thought.
Know that thread factory on Clark?
Yeah.
I know the guys that run it.
If you'd like, I can talk to them
about getting you a job.
You mean like a full-time job?
Why not?
I'd recommend you.
I would be very grateful.
Adam, I need you
to come with me now.
What's wrong?
Emily. She's been in a wreck.
God be with them.
Talk to me, Shane.
Emily was picked up after school
by the Martins.
Their SUV was hit by a drunk driver
at a four-way stop on Emily's side.
Nathan went to get Victoria.
It doesn't look good, Adam.
I'm sorry, man.
Oh, God, help my daughter.
Please, Lord.
At a moment like this
silence seems to be
the only expression that fits.
What can we, as mere men,
say to a grieving and shattered heart?
We speak today
because we have a living hope.
Death is no respecter of persons.
Death is no respecter of youth.
Death is a painful intruder
and a pernicious reminder
of our human condition.
But I stand before you today
to declare that we have a living hope
and that causes us
to rejoice greatly.
You see, our hope today is found
in the fact that Jesus
is no longer entombed.
He lives.
And because he lives, Emily lives.
Because he lives,
the grieving broken heart has hope
and reason to rejoice.
Make sense of this for me.
I feel like...
I'm in a fog...
or some type of black hole.
And I really wanna get out.
I mean, were we wrong
to let her go to that party?
If I had said no,
she'd still be here.
Victoria.
We can't do that.
Why is she the one
that had to get killed
and why is that drunk still alive?
Why? Why?
There's so many things
I didn't say.
I should've been a better father.
No.
You're still a father.
How'd you get in here?
I know how to open a lock, Dylan.
Calling me or something?
Just wanted to see
how you were doing.
Is anybody doing okay
around here?
Is there anything
you wanna talk about?
Why do you wanna talk?
Everyone who comes into this house just
keeps saying the same thing over and over.
They're just trying to help, son.
They're not.
Dylan, we're all hurting.
What we can't do
is block each other out.
We need each other.
You don't need me.
Can I play my game now?
Yes.
Adam?
I'll never get to see her graduate.
I'll never get to walk her
down the aisle.
Adam, don't.
Don't go there.
How am I supposed to let her go?
I should've danced with her.
Why didn't I dance with her?
Pastor, I appreciate
you meeting with me.
You're welcome, Adam.
I'm so sorry for what you and
Victoria have been going through.
I can't make sense of anything,
you know?
Ahem. And, um...
And I guess I kind of feel
like I'm in the dark.
And I wanna be there for Victoria,
but my emotions
are all over the place.
So I don't know what to do.
Well, Adam, there needs
to be a grieving process.
And the Lord is the one
And it takes time.
It takes time for healing.
Healing?
I've heard many people say,
who have lost a loved one
that in some ways it's like learning
to live with an amputation.
You do heal,
but you're never the same.
But I would also say
that those who go through this
and trust in the Lord,
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