To Walk the Path Before Him, All Unknowing

I have always tried to do what is right. I united the world. One people, one language, one voice. I fed the hungry and silenced the dogs of war. Compromises were made. Principles were bent. The ends have more than justified the means, have they not?

And now, as I prepare to give my final speech, I have had… an epiphany. I understand now my drive, my focus, my uncanny success. Seven heads, ten horns, trumpets and fire. Prophecy. No one ever really comprehends until afterward, do they?

But I am my father’s son, and I will do his bidding.

The VCR in Heaven

“Home movie time!” cried God. He was lugging the old cardboard box of VHS cassettes up from the basement.

The cherubim and seraphim on the couch nodded, their grins fixed.

God knelt by the television. “Has someone tampered with this?” He asked. “It’s blinking twelve again.”

“We had that power outage,” volunteered a cherubim. “It probably reset.”

“Hmph,” said God. “It better not eat my tapes. I lost the one of the birth, you know.”

The angelic crowd knew. None of them would admit it. It was perhaps the only decent thing the Lightbringer had done for his fellow angels.