It must be hard to be an angel
Wherever, whenever they show up in the Christmas story
they spend the first five minutes saying "don't be afraid"
I wonder, idly, what it must be like to be that intimidating
It's hard, at 5ft, to intimidate anyone - I struggle to get a drink in a bar:
to make my voice heard - this Christmas, my parent tells me "I'm not deaf - it's you"
The angels rock choir turns up, excited and unable to contain themselves for joy
and a tight knot of boys with sheep guarding duties gets a look in on cosmic events.
How like the God I try to worship to tell me "don't be afraid" - he knows I need to hear it
And how like God to spill over into the black darkness of our world in a way that my mind can't handle
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