I was terrified- what the 5 foolish virgins might have felt.

Experiencing the fear they might have felt

Some of us experience incidents that are terrifying beyond belief.  Our logic fails; our understanding is of no use. We are paralyzed and the adrenaline rush simply can’t propel us forward.

I experienced this terror when I lost my son, inside a hotel, when he was less than 3 years old. Time stood still, I could not breathe, I could not move.

We found him less than 3 minutes later. I consider those 3 minutes as ones when I was among the ‘walking dead’. Physically alive; and yet I felt dead.

I had never experienced such a profound fear before that day. I hoped never to experience it again.

And then I did.

Last Wednesday.

Living a Biblical parable in 2017

I had a confession appointment at 7:15 pm. I normally arrive a few minutes before my appointment and wait for my father of confession to usher me in.

When I arrived at the church, the door was locked. It was getting dark and it was bitterly cold.

I could see through the office window that my father of confession had left his belongings on his desk, a clear indication that he was inside Church. As such, I started knocking on the door.

There was no answer.

I knocked harder.

No answer.

I phoned his cellphone.

No answer.

At that moment, I remembered the parable of the 5 foolish virgins. And I was terrified.

“Then the kingdom of heaven shall be likened to ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Now five of them were wise, and five were foolish. Those who were foolish took their lamps and took no oil with them, but the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps. But while the bridegroom was delayed, they all slumbered and slept.

“And at midnight a cry was heard: ‘Behold, the bridegroom is coming;[a] go out to meet him!’ Then all those virgins arose and trimmed their lamps. And the foolish said to the wise, ‘Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.’ But the wise answered, saying, ‘No, lest there should not be enough for us and you; but go rather to those who sell, and buy for yourselves.’ 10 And while they went to buy, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went in with him to the wedding; and the door was shut.

11 “Afterward the other virgins came also, saying, ‘Lord, Lord, open to us!’ 12 But he answered and said, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, I do not know you.’

13 “Watch therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour[b] in which the Son of Man is coming.

That day I actually experienced that fear

My father of confession arrived soon thereafter and opened the door. I waited long enough to reflect on the feeling I had just experienced.

We all learned this parable, at some point or another, in Sunday School. As we grew up, the parable became more defined.

Last Wednesday, the parable became concrete.

Last Wednesday, I actually experienced that fear.

Imagine ( I would rather not, actually) that day when we will be held accountable.

What if that day were tomorrow? Or tonight?

What if my time was right in this instance, and I did not even get to finish this post?

Am I ready?

Allow me to ask myself again:

Am I ready?

Now, more than ever, I fervently repeat this prayer

O our Lord Jesus Christ, who carries the sin of the world, count us with Your sheep, those who are to Your right.

And when You come again, in Your second fearful appearance, may we never fearfully hear you say I do not know you.

But rather may we be made worthy, to hear the voice full of joy, of Your tender mercies, proclaiming and saying.

“Come unto Me, O blessed of My Father, and inherit the life, that endures forever.”

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After graduating with a Major in Journalism, Mireille’s career path took an unexpected turn away from her beloved pen and paper. It took an equally unexpected turn of events for Mireille to start writing again.After spending many hours (too many!) watching super hero cartoons with her son, she realized that most Christian children are unaware of their superpowers!She set about creating the SuperHolies: the Fruits of the Holy Spirit re-imagined as superpowers to grab the children’s attention and teach them about their faith and its glory.

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