UFO: The Encounter Page #3

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here tonight so that I could make this personal appeal.

Okay, Jesus.

If you really are the Christ, why don't you tell me something

amazing about myself, something that only I'd know?

You don't really want to leave your husband.

Wrong.

Our marriage is over.

No.

You're only looking for something he can't provide

and you're not going to find it on your own either.

I'll take that chance.

Catherine, don't be so hard on your husband.

You've got to expect him to believe in me.

He's been listening to my voice since he was 15.

In fact, he heard it earlier today.

I did?

Yes.

I was that still, small voice in your head that told you

to pick Kayla up.

But you didn't, did you?

I wanted to, but-

But Catherine wouldn't let you.

Am I right?

I'm not ashamed to admit it.

For all I know, she was gonna kill us.

Well, if that's the way you feel, I probably should have.

Do you see what I mean?

I can't fault you, Catherine.

But I can fault you, Hank.

Why?

She's here, isn't she?

Of course.

I knew you wouldn't pick her up, so I asked another one

of my servants to do it, didn't I?

Pick her up.

That was you?

That's not the first time you heard my voice,

nor will it be the last.

You just keep listening and I guarantee you'll find

what you seek.

Hank, do you really think that you're going to save,

let alone restore your marriage by putting your wife's wishes

above mine?

She wants to break up your marriage, Hank.

I want to save it.

You've got to be listening to me.

You know, maybe the two of you should get married

and just leave me out of it.

Catherine, you've been out of it for way too long.

It's time that you and I met.

Are you saying I'm not a Christian?

I'm sorry, you're not.

How dare you.

I go to church every Sunday.

I even teach Sunday school.

I know.

The sad part is that you would have peace in your heart today

if you had half the faith of some of those kids

in your class.

Catherine

She's only going to the ladies room, Hank.

So Jesus, if you're everywhere,

aren't you in the ladies room as well?

Nick, you've got quite a sense of humor,

but eventually you're going to find out that you can't make

a joke about everything.

Come on.

Come on.

Great.

[knocking on door]

Go away, Hank.

It's not Hank.

It's Melissa.

You're awfully quiet down here.

I haven't had much to say.

I've given you a lot to think about, haven't I?

Yeah.

I'll be right back.

I'm sorry for being rude earlier.

Everything is such a mess.

Hank and I have been drifting apart for months now.

I don't even know who I am anymore.

Why am I telling you this?

Sometimes it's just easier to talk to a stranger

about these things, you know?

And that.. that man out there.

That man who thinks he's Jesus, he thinks he knows me?

Do you think he's Jesus?

Do you?

Well, is it true?

I mean, that you don't want to leave your husband?

I don't know what I want.

I just..I want things to be different.

Well, then does it matter if he really is Jesus?

I mean, he obviously knows a lot about you.

Why don't you just listen to what he has to say?

Like he can fix what's wrong with my marriage?

Like you can?

Thank you for picking up Kayla.

Yeah, it was no problem.

I feel terrible about that.

Hank, you seem to be really buying this whole Jesus thing.

I'm a believer, yes.

But do you believe in that guy?

He either is who he says he is or..

Or what?

Or he's a lunatic.

And I've seen no evidence of him being crazy.

Hank, you don't get out to the big city too much,

do you, pal?

So tell me, Hank, what do you do for a living?

I'm a head of accounts receivable

for a home improvement company.

What do you pull down there, 90?

Come on, you're among friends.

And besides, he already knows.

Less than that.

Doesn't seem like God's been

too particularly generous to you.

You know, there's more to life than money.

There's family too.

And he hasn't done you any favors

in that department either.

You know, that's not nice.

Am I lying?

Am I?

I mean, if that's your way of rewarding the faithful,

I'm glad I went out and got what I got on my own.

You wouldn't have anything if I hadn't put a stone

in your path.

July 4th, 1974, Eldorquin Quarry.

You and your buddies were racing up the hill to dive in.

You took a shortcut through the bushes and you hit your foot

on a stone just before you dove.

Yeah. Yeah.

It threw my footing off.

Ruined my dive.

Caused me to hit an underwater rock

that broke my hand in two places.

I could have been a receiver.

If you hadn't tripped over that stone, Nick,

you would have hit your head on that rock.

You would have died at 14 years old.

But your grandmother's prayers were ringing in my ear.

I put that stone in your path.

But if you really are God,

you could have figured out a way to save him

without breaking his hand.

True.

But Kayla, if nothing had happened,

he wouldn't have remembered it and he clearly does.

And if he believed in me, he would see it

for what it truly is.

My grace.

So you hurt him so he'd thank you later?

In a way.

Kayla, you've got to remember I'm not the one

that put him on that path.

I'm not the one who made him dive.

I'm the one who saved him.

Just like I saved you

before you left.

You remember, Kayla.

What? What happened?

Nothing.

I don't know what you did to that poor girl,

but if you really are God, the least you could do is take care

of my friend Hank here.

At least he believes in you.

Hank's going through a rough spot right now, Nick.

But the difference between you and him is that he knows

in the deep of his heart that all things work together

for the good of those who love God

and are called to his purposes.

So I guess when that drunk driver killed my father,

that was your way of patting him on the back.

Nick, your father enjoyed his life,

but he's enjoying his eternal life a whole lot more right now.

And I want you to see him.

Well, excuse me if I don't take you up on that offer.

But many do, don't they?

How many people are gonna blow themselves up in your name today

in the Middle East?

In my name? None.

What about the people that blow up abortion clinics?

I've never once asked anyone to blow up an abortion clinic.

But you do remember telling the Israelites to kill

the Canaanites before they entered the Promised Land.

Men, women, and children.

Even the livestock.

Today, we have a word for that.

Genocide.

For a non-believer, you know your Bible very well, Nick.

Answer the question.

Perfect timing.

No, no, no, no.

I'm not gonna let him off that easy.

I want an answer.

Yes, I asked the Israelites to kill the Canaanites.

Women and children included.

Yes.

Is that any way for a God of love to behave?

I am love.

But I'm also holy and I cannot allow sin to go unpunished

and that's not just for my sake.

It's for yours.

I don't want you to wallow in sin and rebellion and guilt.

I want you to thrive in unending peace and joy.

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