‘Thank God’ he cried.
And this time the angels weren’t alarmed at all. They simply took up formation around the crib and sang a new song.
For a moment, God looked confused, and then he laughed.
‘A lullaby, Jophiel?’
Jophiel bowed and unfurled a wing, before returning to the tenor line.
‘You are right, of course. This is how to praise me now.’
God listened closely, adjusting to this new perspective.
Joseph stirred a fresh bale of hay, and smiled as the smell of grass caught him. Mary watched the baby sleeping, her eyes full of wonder:
Look what a word could do.
Overhead, a single star shone brightly. Radiant, and just a bit smug.
Time, now, to summon the Magi. Light burst to the four corners of the earth.
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Clever – and you are right. P
Our worship changes as we meet God in different ways.
Up since 6:30, non-stop from then preparing lunch for 12, all gone now at 6:55, so this iis the first chance to check the blog. How calming, how smile-making, how just right for the end of a very busy, noisy day. Look what a few words can do. Thank-you so much from a very weary lady!
I have so enjoyed Jophiel.
It was lovely – as has been the entire Advent.
Thank you so much everyone, it has been a real pleasure to be a silent, but avid reader of this.