"Heaven, we have a problem. I've lost communication with my Creation. The atmosphere is thick with my sorrow for their choices. One small step for man in the direction I warned them about, and it is now one giant leap for all of mankind into some pretty messy stuff."
"Heaven, Let's set forth the rescue mission, a voyage into grace. I've had this plan all along. Entering earth through a force field of majesty, I, the Lord, will boldly go where 'no man" has gone before; into the hearts and souls of my earthlings. Some will accept my rescue mission, some will not."
"Heaven, Three days until lift off. My mission is complete. Father God, beam me up."
I wait for their signal now, their blip of communication; every one recorded in my Captain's Log, as the Heaven's declare My glory. Do you feel it, the gravitational pull towards Hope? The Final Frontier stretches for Eternity, and the view from my perspective...?
OUT OF THIS WORLD!