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Topic: Postcards (08/29/05)
TITLE: Postcards From Heaven (i)
By Eric Horn
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But there was never a message. The cards were blank.
At first Tom hadn’t minded getting anonymous postcards. It was strange, funny even, but a mystery that he thought would stop soon. However, it continued and Tom didn’t find it funny anymore. It was freaking him out.
Every month another blank postcard from the Middle East!
Alan, Tom’s old friend from church, used to travel in that part of the world. Tom hadn’t spoken to Alan for awhile, or for that matter been to church in a long time either, but Alan was still his first phone call when he wanted the postcards to stop. However, Alan hadn’t been out of the country in two years.
Tom thought back to when the cards started arriving. The first card had been from Cyprus. Or was it Syria? The next one was from somewhere in central Turkey. Then still a few more came from Turkey until he got one from Israel.
Then the cards started coming from Greece. It was weird.
Even though Tom had stopped going to church he still received lots of emails from various Christian organisations. He had taken to deleting them unread, but the subject heading of one of them caught his eye. Opening it he found an offer for a travel package tempting prospective customers to "Follow the Footsteps of Paul through the Holy Lands." Tom couldn’t believe his eyes. The countries on the tour were the same as on the postcards.
Tom still had all of the cards. He hadn’t thrown any of them away for some reason. Going through them he found the same cities as on the e-brochure.
A thought came to him. Although he couldn’t remember the last time he’d read his bible, Tom went and got it. Skimming through it he searched all the parts he could find on Paul and his travels. It was uncanny. The cards came from the same places Paul visited in the same order he visited them.
Someone was calling him. Who? Why? Tom didn’t believe in coincidences. He’d given up trusting in favor of facts and proof. But the postcards were a proof of sorts. Unless it was a trick?
Tom did something he hadn’t done for a very long time. He knelt and prayed. Tears came and minutes turned to hours. Tom didn’t care. He had a lot of catching up to do.
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