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By Shezray Faisal
Monday, June 25, 2001

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A beautiful story about an angels descend to earth

At the heights of heaven they were face to face, one a hellish image the other a white glow. An invisible cord of tension stretched between them and the flickering thunder unmasked the repugnance on their faces for each other! “I am Satan, the heart of evil who gives the rose with thorns of treachery, tyranny, mockery and selfish survival. I dwell in the hearts of your cherished people, will you bleed them to kill me?”
“Nay! God protects them!”
“Ha! I have snatched the children’s innocence...”
“And separated light from the day?” scorned the Seraph.
“I’ve frozen human hearts!”
“God’s love is eternal...winters melt into spring.”
“I’ve turned them against one another...”
“First instruct a mother to harm her infant!”
The Seraph rose to strike; Satan shrieked in despair, “only my fear drives man to worship! I am the silent tempest of temptation by which your God judges man, without me fear of Hell will vanish! Go ignorant one! Descend where I tread every day; if I lie, then cease my existence!”
After deep meditation, the Seraph spread his wings and descended. Cool heavenly air was replaced by torrid heat. He flew over oceans, deserts, mountains and plains only to be mortified by man’s destruction. Everywhere he saw death, fire and bloodshed. He saw mangled limbs of children and heard the haunting cries of widows. He trembled with sorrow to see nature exploited for drugs and other vices. Saw greed and lust in man’s eyes and the coldness of their breasts pierced him. Man already burned in hell on earth that reeked of their sins.
Night spread her black wings and he gazes at the desert moon with misty eyes. The Date trees his shelter, till his sleepless eyes drank in dawn and he set out as a mortal.
When he sought charity for orphans...doors slammed. He reminded them of God’s wrath, they called him a mad man! He knelt and prayed for their sins...they kicked him. He spread his be driven away with stones. He lay there bleeding ...they walked pass heedless!
God cursed them and drought spread her horrid wings!
He sat there day after day, a stranger to the pitiless world. While throats parched and people fell, his eyes flooded with tears, heart uttered sorrowful sighs and lips quivered with prayers like a lone flower.
Word spread of his holiness like a wild fire fanned by hushed whispers and people came in throngs. “Relieve us of our sins,” they cried and left to sin more. “Make us rich,” they screamed, “Give us power.” They begged... they implore...they pleaded, for all the worldly possessions... not one mentioned rain. Greed had numbed their senses!!!
He stared at the fanatical crowd in incredulity and ascended upon a high rock. Gentle breeze played with his long locks like a mother. He scanned the sea of faces unaware of the unearthly glow on his face while eyes shone with unshed tears!
He spoke with anguish: “Woe to you who kneel before God, while hearts are lustful. Your lips utter prayers while minds are sinful. You ignore the sick in bed and oppress the weak! Gave me no charity for the orphans suffering pangs of hunger! You drove me away when I stretched my hands for alms while I was humiliated in heart and broken in body! You lead lives of luxury and indifference and alter religions to suit your needs. Your sins are like blood stains on ivory that shall be the bright flames of Hell!”
All stared in fear and awe! He gazed at the thirsty children and uttered a fervent prayer as a man obsessed. He prayed as if his heart bled and mind was being tortured. It seemed like an eternal pause... then rain kissed his breaded cheeks and mingled with his tears!
A gapping man cried: “Oh! Behold the marks of nails on his holy palms!”
Swiftly the winds rose, thunder rumbled and rain came down in torrents on the scorching rock where Christ stood! Mist and an eerier glow grew about him. In a serene tone he whispered, “Remember God watched you...”
His white robe fell in a bundle and he vanished into thin air! Only his whisper echoed and then the people heard nothing but the trembling voice of the silence of the desert.

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