The Quest for Paradise

I knew that, but knowing that didn't make me want to suffer being used as a play toy by evil just the same. My mind grappled with the unsteady peace of the moment.

I was safe for now, but at some point evil would return. For a split moment I remembered in vivid detail the emotions of my encounter and it was enough to bring tears to my eyes.

Surely it must look to God and this messenger of His as if I was having an extreme lack of faith and in response to that worry I said, "I'm so sorry to doubt God's provision like I am, but I'm scared!"

The angel said nothing but simply nodded.

Looking at him I debated about something that had only just occurred to me, but looking around at my surroundings I despaired almost instantly of my previous thought ever becoming a reality.

"You have not because you ask not." The angel reminded my doubting mind.

Looking to him I asked plainly, "Could God provide me with a godly mate, like right now? I…… I would be very grateful for that covering and God knows that I've been praying for a husband for a long time."

"God does know and it is within His will to grant good things to those who call upon His name and faithfully wait in expectation of what they ask for to be granted unto them."

Not being able to help myself I asked with a worried glance toward the cabins forward of mine, "There don't seem to be any men who are godly here. It's as if all the men have had their souls sucked from them."

Smiling the angel said, "With God anything is possible, however for you the question is not so much where you are right now, but rather where you will soon be."

That was true. I hadn't considered that.

"Samantha."

I looked to the angel. He gestured to my free-flowing hair, "It helps to avoid notice by members of my kind if you have your hair covered and it is a God honoring precept even unto this day for you to keep."

Blinking with surprise I nodded and then with even more surprise I stared at the now empty seat across from me. I wasted no time however in wrangling a ponytail and a baseball cap from my pack though.

Corralling my thick blonde hair together I twisted the ponytail off and then I fit my bunched up mane through the back of the cap. To complete the picture of becoming incognito I slid a pair of dark sunglasses on.

With all that done I felt a certain measure of invisibleness from the unseen corridors of the spiritual world around me and for the first time I felt myself relax a little.