I was at KLIA last Saturday and saw a woman at the opposite terminal...running. After a while she rushed back again....there was nobody at that terminal. Obviously she had gone to the wrong gate.
Not long after that, she came rushing up the terminal we were at. She met a guard and then turned away, crying. She had missed her flight.
I hope this will never happen to any of us....missing whatever we had been preparing for all the time or all our lives. What if we miss the Lord's second coming because we are too busy pursuing life on earth to remember Him?