This story was written for a contest,
which didn't exactly pan out the way I expected,
but it was also written for my Sweet Granddaughter,
Katy, with all my love~~~~
and she can read it to her new little sister, too.
The Tiniest Angel
I can't wear these ‘swaddling clothes'", the Tiniest Angel said. "How
can I ever fly??" Her lead Angel, more than a little disgruntled with the
Tiniest Angel, who was fidgeting and not being at all easy to deal with,
just scratched her head. "I don't understand all of my instructions,
either, the Lead Angel said, "I just know that the word came down
from on High: Let the Tiniest Angel wear swaddling clothes; and I will
see to it that she flies. And I will tell her what to say when she needs to
know it!!!"
All of Heaven was "abuzz" with the Wonderment of the Master's
Plan. The entire Heavenly Host had been called up, given orders,
and had outfitted themselves with the very best of Angel Wear. All in
preparation for this Biggest Surprise of the Universe. Even Gabriel was
excited; and he had seen it all!!!
"Trussed up; I feel just totally trussed up", complained the Tiniest
Angel. This is going to be a very uncomfortable mission; I really don't
even want to go. I'd much rather just fly around heaven, hang out on a
soft, billowy, white cloud, and just think about the winter snows below;
instead of trying to fly through it all ‘all trussed up'.
Yes, even the tiniest Angels complain sometimes; maybe we all do.
And most of the time what we fear the most really DOES come true.
Can we change one little thing if we worry about it or fear what may
happen? Can we add one inch to our stature with worry or fear?
The birds of the air and the flowers of the fields never worry about
anything. They never sow seed or reap a harvest. Yet the Lord
provides for them. They are free to fly or to be dressed in beautiful
flowers that are here today and gone tomorrow. But like the lilies
of the field, they dance in the wind in their beautiful garments.
"I'll bet they are a lot freer than I am in these Swaddling clothes",
said the grouchiest, tiniest Angel.
This Master Plan of God's Design would replace FEAR for all
time; no more would anyone have to fear; no matter what the future
had in store. Yes, God had a Wonderful Design.
The tiniest Angel took her place with a Host of Heavenly Angels, and
prepared to descend to the earth below. Would this really be a very
important night? Would this be the night that would change the world?
Forever?? The tiniest Angel didn't know what the "Big Surprise" was
going to be. But she did know that a Host of Heavenly Angels doesn't
show up for just ‘anything'!! And this was every single available angel:
so it had to be a Big Surprise!!
The breeze caused by the fluttering wings of a Host of Heavenly
Angels began to stir the snow falling below. As the Mulitudes of Angels
began their descent, their motion created quite a blizzard in the
atmosphere. And the Tiniest Angel, ‘trussed up" like she was, in
‘swaddling clothes', got caught in the down flow of that Heavenly
breeze; and she went tumbling down…
.........down…...............
........................down…...................
till she landed in the stable, right between the cow and some sheep!!!
And the tiniest Angel was so mad!!!!! "I knew I couldn't fly in these
‘swaddling clothes', she said, as she stripped them off, freeing up her
tiny wings and stretching her tiny muscles under her tiniest robe. "I'm
gonna miss the whole show now!!! The Lord wouldn't plan for
anything to take place in a tiny little stable!!"
A muted cry from across the stable caught the Tiniest Angel's
attention; and when she looked, she saw something she had never
seen before. The Face of Jesus. The Look of Love. The Joy of the
Universe. The Prince of Peace. The Rose of Sharon. The Counselor.
The Redeemer. The Savior. The Lord. The Word.
The Tiniest Angel bowed before all the love she beheld. Then raised
her arms and sang the sweetest song that had ever been heard!!!! A
song of joy and peace and love and hope and understanding. When the
song was through, she grabbed the ‘swaddling clothes' she had
discarded just moments before and handed them to Mary. She watched
in rapt attention as Jesus was wrapped in these ‘swaddling clothes' that
she had detested so much……but no more!!!!
Then, sure now of the message she was to deliver, the Tiniest Angel
bowed before the Baby Jesus, and flew off to join the Heavenly Host
at the Shepherd's Hillside: the message she was to give from the Father
she sang from her soul: "Fear Not, for Behold, I bring you good tidings
of great joy, which shall be to all people, for unto you is born this day
in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.
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