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Topic: BUG (04/06/17)
TITLE: Real Danger
By Vicki Thomas
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An unknown language swirled all about me. I could see no one that I recognized and fear began to squeeze my mind and cause me to panic. The crowd began to disperse toward a waiting bus, but I stood there alone – paralyzed. I am not an adept traveler. I depend on my husband. I should wait here.... Suddenly, from the direction of the bus, someone waved. It was Ruth and Linda, two of the missionaries who had traveled with us. They motioned for me to follow. I quickly glanced back up the flight of stairs leading into the plane. No sign of Dave. I forced my feet to move toward the waiting bus.
…Who would save me now? -These two seasoned missionaries in their late sixties? They had no idea that I even needed saving. This was in no way a frightening scenario for them. This was routine. Every three to four months, they made this trek. This was their home for much of the year. They could be trusted. So, like a small child, I followed them. We exited the bus approximately two minutes later, at the airport terminal – so close we could have walked. This was simply fear of the unknown – and I was obviously being ridiculous. They continued to have mercy and pave the way for me, as dark faces behind counters threw French my direction, they patiently helped me pull out proper documents and proceed forward, easing my concerns – until the mosquito showed up…
Suddenly, Linda’s gaze became fixated on this one, rogue insect as it aimlessly lingered near us. It was one, tiny mosquito. Now she was being ridiculous. I watched her as she locked onto its every move. My concerns right now were over bigger things - I was entering a foreign country and I had no visual proof that my husband had even gotten off the plane…The mosquito was not on my radar. Finding my husband, was.
I continued my desperate search behind me to locate Dave. Linda moved forward in the line, side-stepped to clear what must have been a dive from the mosquito, created an air current by a wave of her hand to send it reeling in another direction, and then motioned for me to proceed. I moved forward, reluctantly, -not out of fear of this insect, but because I felt every step took me further away from the security of my husband. I inched forward, adjusted my bag, and looked back over my shoulder. There he was. His height making him perceptible over the crowd. Relief washed over me so completely, it seemed to even cool my skin. I was going to be okay…
We made our way to baggage claim. While Ruth focused on identifying our luggage, Linda helped me identify real danger...
“Mosquitos that are active in the daytime are the ones to watch for. They are the ones that usually carry Malaria and Dengue. A missionary friend of ours here, died recently from Dengue. I just wanted you to be aware.”
…A chill spread over my body in the midst of the extreme heat. I had been so concerned over a large, perceived fear, that I had totally ignored a small, but very real danger. I had looked for the arm of salvation to be attached to a strong man…God chose to save through the hand of a wise woman.
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