Merry Christmas from the Bilhorns
From J. B. Phillips – a fictional conversation between two angels:
“Do you mean that our great and glorious Prince.went down in Person to visit this fifth-rate little ball? Why should he do such a thing like that?” The little angel’s face wrinkled in disgust. “Do you mean to tell me,” he said, “that he stooped so low as to become one of those creeping, crawling creatures of that floating ball?”
“I do, and I don’t think he would like you to call them ‘creeping, crawling creatures’ in that tone of voice. For, strange as it may seem to us, He loves them. He went down to visit them to lift them up to become like Him.”
The little angel looked blank. Such a thought was almost beyond his comprehension.
