"Heavenly Airlines" reads the top of the departures board. I need to board soon. Tickertape scriptures roll across the airport screens. "I will never leave you, I will never forsake you...". My cell phone beeps. God sent me a text, "Give me a call. We need to catch up". Shoving my phone back into my bag, I sigh.
I'm starving. The smell of hot coffee beckons me from the far side of the waiting lounge. Mmm. I'd love one. I won't take a moment. After all, I'll need to be awake when I see the big guy! With a spring in my step, I clip-clap across the floor, wheelie suitcase in tow.
Suddenly, I notice that people are staring; almost like they're looking through me. There's a vacant, hungry look in their eyes. Maybe they feel the need for something more, too. Absent munching continues, as they eat their cafe fare. Wrappers are piled on the tables.
"Flight Earth to Heaven, departing in 10 minutes."
"Coffee for Pam?".
Ahh, one sip and I'm happy. Creamy caffeine hits my system like a blast of hot air, and I'm awake. I haven't filled that gnawing gap in my stomach though. A shiny red sign catches my eye "Chocolates all 50% off" in one of the Duty-Free stores. Chocolate, yes. That would be perfect. Then I'd be ready to board.
Hokey pokey, Nougat, peppermint creams... they line the shelves like Lotto numbers. Which one should I choose? Eenie meenie minie, oh; stuff this, I'll take one of each.
"That comes to $66.66" the cashier states, taking my credit card. "Would you like a free scratchie?".
"Sure, uh, thanks". Juggling a bag and a suitcase is hard work, and I drop my cell phone. While picking it up, I chip a nail.
"Argh! I can't go looking like this!"
"Do you need some help, Ma'am? There's a nail salon just down the corridor."
"Great, thanks!" Heaving my bags behind me, I step out and turn left.
I've never seen this part of the airport before, and these aren't your usual shops. Salons, saloons, is that a...? I hurry past.
"Come in girl, we look'in for someone like you!" a dirty older man leers at me as I run past. "Flight earth to heaven, final call. Paging Pam"
When I finally slow down to catch my breath, I realise I don't know where I am anymore. Its very dim, and I have to squint to make out the next store. "Tasha's Tarot Readings" the sign reads. Oriental music plays quietly from the back of the store. It's very eerie.
"Uh, is anyone there? I need some directions." I call out.
"I'm here my dear, come in come in..." beady eyes watch me intently.
The smell of incense wafts softly through the air, and tendrils of smoke reach out to me; catch me in their grasp; and I'm choking.
Suddenly the pair of eyes turns to three, four; five... and as I watch in horror, something grabs my leg.
"AAAAAHHH! Get me out of here!" Dropping my bags, I struggle for my life.
"Help. God, I need you!"
"Why didn't you say so?"
Suddenly, I'm free.
And when I finally arrive at the pearly gates, God asks me a question.
"Why did you need all that extra stuff?"
"I, uh, I felt like I needed more"
"You must understand, my child. I am all you need".
Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.” Hebrews 13:5
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