ELEVATOR TO HEAVEN

Mythology is myth, but angels are truth. The angel of light sees light while the angel of death, otherwise known as the Grim Reeper, sees only darkness. Based on the biblical information I’m aware of, angels are always a mystery and that is that.



Visions are amazing and even more so when someone is about to face a new identity revolution. It is an ultimate transition that is only shared between an angel and a mortal.



Everyone has a purpose in life and some of those purposes are not of the mortal kind.



A heart gives a soul life and a life gives a soul an identity. Don’t mess with the DNA of a true heart because in the end it will be the poisonous blood transfusion for a life.



Once a soul is set free from their body they are given choices. It’s like riding up an elevator. What is on floor number #5? Is it your conscience? What is on floor number #45? There is no blue-print for anything, just evaluations written in scripted ink on a piece of rolled parchment paper.



Acid will burn flesh and selfish antics will burn the unloving. Angels hold their own democracy and there is no one to debate with them because they have the wings and the wings rule.



This is the story of a man who chose to be unloving, selfish and blind to his life on earth. Then it was a dark and stormy night when his number was drawn by the angels above to leave his body. The rent was long overdue.



He closed his eyes and that was the last time. The rent for his body was past due and now his soul was a lost entity. His spirit danced on the ceiling for a few minutes like it was free, but it wasn’t. The man was not dreaming for he had died.



Within minutes he looked down onto his own body lying on the bed 5 feet below. With his eye opened wide he screamed and then fell to his destined hell.



Not only did he fall 5 ft into his own body below but he fell into a box another 20 feet below. To his surprise there was no blood or not broken bones.



It was dark and for a few minutes he wondered into the four corners or the black box that detained him.



Suddenly a light flickered and the angel of death stood before him.



Of course anyone who saw the Grim Reeper or Angel of death would fear for their soul.



Believe it or not the Angel of death was kind and spoke these very words to him.



“Do not fear me for it is yourself you need to fear.” The angel said while opening his wings. “Now it’s time to take the ride up to you eternal resting place. We cannot find an opening for your soul at this time, but we will keep you resume on file.”



With no choice the angel of death hit button #1 on what was now clear to be an elevator button. Let the ride begin.........



The man in need of salvation pleaded, “do not take me angel please!” But the man had dug his own grave even before he was deceased.

Shaking and speechless the man watched the numbers pass on the elevator. The angel of death looked at him with some compassion and disgust as the elevator picked up speed.



Surpassing floor one, then two then three, the scared man hit an anonymous button.



The elevator stopped at floor #14.



“Why did we stop here?” the man asked while shivering with guilt. “Answer me angel.”



“If you don’t know what this floor means then we might as well proceed.” The angel said while hitting the button for the next floor. " You had chances to change things here on every calendar year since you were created. You failed."



Once again the elevator came to a sudden halt. this time is was floor number # 23. The man seemed to be holding on for dear life as his body shook with the sudden stop.



“Angel, why won’t you talk to me? I am going up to heaven right?” The angel could tell that the man was beginning to freak out.



The angel replied, “This is your floor of sins, breaking hearts and never making amends. How do you plead?”



The man had the most volatile look on his face. “ I never, !!! well I mean I didn’t mean to, okay I did once but…” then the angel interrupted and said,” you broke one of my dearest angels heart. How do you plead?”



CONVICTED YOU FOOL!!!!!!!!!



Without hitting a button this time the elevator began to move and for minutes this time, it didn’t stop.



The man began to weep believing that he was going to have to face the angel of acceptance to get his soul into heaven. Sadly, he was mistaken.



Finally at the 100’Th floor, the elevator came to its final stop.



The man jumped up and yelled, “Salvation and Heaven. Here I am.”



Within a second the angel of death threw a pair of soiled wings at him and told him,” No sire you are not in heaven. Please recount your blessings.”



“You honestly think you made it to heaven?” The angel said in a low voice. “You are hardly there.”



The man looked at the angel in confusion and asked, “What do you mean, please tell me I’m not going down there!! Please angel I know I am a good man.”



The angel showed no compassion as he placed his hands on the man’s head and said.





“If you break the heart of an angel then you will never get into heaven until you find a way to give her wings back to her. You have many floors besides just a few to fix your past and your mistakes. If you figure out you mistakes in a timely manner then you will leave this elevator and meet the angel of forgiveness. She will make the final determination of your eternity.”



With tears in his eyes, the man looked at the angel for the last time. It was now up to him to re-evaluate his time spent on earth and how he treated certain people. Like an amendment, you don’t break the heart of an angel. Thank god mercy is taken upon even the most heartless people. If that wasn’t the case then this elevator would have went straight down to the pits of fire with no permission for amendments.





The angel left him in hopes the man would find his faults and make up for them for the elevator ride that was not a trip to his resting place for it was the many floors of his wrong doings.



Just because an elevator goes up doesn’t mean it’s going the direction a person intended it to be going. Like telling someone you love them for false reasons. “Why not dictate the direction of someone’s soul. After all the intended motives were not out to hurt anyone mortal or where they?



The angel had a purpose and now it was up to the mortal to figure out his own ending and to re-visit the certain floors of his life.



In due time if the man is to cocky to find the faults in his existence then on behalf of the dark angel, the next stop is floor number negative.



May the poor, stupid man rest in his own oven is he cannot figure out his own recipe. Using a poor woman’s heart to substitute a missing element in a personal masterpiece is not only immoral but will take the sinners elevator down to a floor even mankind does not have a recipe for. Once that happens then the temperature is up to the angels as well as the next floor the elevator stops at.