Oh little Lou; look! Can you see? It’s Him; The Christ Child! Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Our salvation is at hand. Can you believe that it’s Him? Remember just months ago when he was with us? Do you remember as He embraced us– how we overflowed with intense peace? What exultation. What indescribable joy! That valiant spirit –now– in such a tender body. What goodness he holds; to come here to this dark lonesome world, born in pain and anguish; foreshadowing a life filled with grief. There is a tremendous debt that can solely be justified by this, the Christ child. The stone-heavy weight of our sins has been fixed on his minuscule shoulders.
He will choose to feel my pain. What horror. Suffer for my weaknesses and wrongdoings. This little baby will feel them all. Oh wretched me. How could One so pure and perfect be willing to do that for a sinner as I? One so weak; so easily swayed by the adversary and my fellow man. I am so quickly convinced to do wrong.
Child, If you can hear or understand… Do not forget that you are The Son of God; others will try and convince you otherwise. You have infinite power. Forgive me… forgive me… Please go through with it... Thank you little one... Bless you.
My being longs to stay, but Little Lou, we must go– our siblings must see him and remember, always remember… I wonder; will I one day be able to forget Him? Will I turn my back on He who will give His whole life for us; his tainted brothers and sisters? Nay, I shan’t. You do not forget those who you truly love.
Task; Pick an angel. Narrate this moment.
