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An Angel's Story

by Max Lucado

Gabriel.
Just the sound of my King's voice stirred my heart. I left my post at the entryway and stepped into the throne room. To my left was the desk on which sat the Book of Life. Ahead of me was the throne of Almighty God. I entered the circle of unceasing Light, folded my wings before me to cover my face, and knelt before Him. "Yes, my Lord?"
"You have served the kingdom well. You are a noble messenger. Never have you flinched in duty. Never have you flagged in zeal."
I bowed my head, basking in the words. "Whatever You ask, I'll do a thousand times over, my King," I promised.
"Of that I have no doubt, dear messenger." His voice assumed a solemnity I'd never heard Him use. "But your greatest work lies ahead of you. Your next assignment is to carry a gift to Earth. Behold."
I lifted my eyes to see a necklace a clear vial on a golden chain dangling from His extended hand.
My Father spoke earnestly, "Though empty, this vial will soon contain My greatest gift. Place it around your neck."
I was about to take it when a raspy voice interrupted me. "And what treasure will You send to Earth this time?"
My back stiffened at the irreverent tone, and my stomach turned at the sudden stench. Such foul odor could come from only one being.

I DREW MY SWORD AND TURNED TO DO BATTLE WITH LUCIFER.

The Father's hand on my shoulder stopped me.
"Worry not, Gabriel. He will do no harm."

I stepped back and stared at God's enemy. He was completely covered. A black cassock hung over his skeletal frame, hiding his body and arms and hooding his face. The feet, protruding beneath the robe, were thrice toed and clawed. The skin on his hands was that of a snake. Talons extended from his fingers. He pulled his cape farther over his face as a shield against the Light, but the brightness still pained him. Seeking relief, he turned toward me. I caught a glimpse of a skullish face within the cowl.
"What are you staring at, Gabriel? " he sneered. "Are you that glad to see me?"
I had no words for this fallen angel. Both what I saw and what I remembered left me speechless. I remembered him before the Rebellion: poised proudly at the vanguard of our force, wings wide, holding forth a radiant sword, he had inspired us to do the same. Who could refuse him? The sight of his velvet hair and coal black eyes had far outstripped the beauty of any celestial being.
Any being, of course, except our Creator. No one compared Lucifer to God ... except Lucifer. How he came to think he was worthy of the same worship as God, only God knows. All I knew was that I had not seen Satan since the Rebellion. And what I now saw repulsed me.
I searched for just a hint of his former splendor but saw none.
"Your news must be urgent," spat Satan to God, still unable to bear the Light.
My Father's response was a pronouncement. "The time has come for the second gift." The frame beneath the cape bounced stiffly as Lucifer chuckled. "The second gift, eh? I hope it works better than the first."
"You're disappointed with the first?" asked the Father.
"Oh, quite the contrary; I've delighted in it." Lifting a bony finger, he spelled a word in the air: C-H-O-I-C-E.

"You gave Adam his choice," Satan scoffed. "And what a choice he made! He chose me. Ever since the fruit was plucked from the tree in the Garden, I've held Your children captive. They fell. Fast. Hard. They are mine. You have failed. Heh heh heh.
"You speak so confidently," replied the Father, astounding me with His patience.
Lucifer stepped forward, his cloak dragging behind him. "Of course! I thwart everything You do! You soften hearts, I harden them. You teach truth, I shadow it. You offer joy, I steal it."
He pivoted and paraded around the room, boasting of his deeds. "The betrayal of Joseph by his brothers - I did that. Moses banished to the desert after killing the Egyptian I did that. David watching Bathsheba bathe that was me. You must admit, my work has been crafty."
"Crafty? Perhaps. But effective? No. I know what you will do even before you do it. I used the betrayal of Joseph to deliver My people from famine. Your banishment of Moses became his wilderness training. And yes, David did commit adultery with Bathsheba but he repented of his sin! And thousands have been inspired by his example and found what he found unending grace. Your deceptions have only served as platforms for My mercy. You are still My servant, Satan. When will you learn? Your feeble attempts to disturb My work only enable My work.

EVERY ACT YOU HAVE INTENDED FOR EVIL, I HAVE USED FOR GOOD."

Satan began to growl a throaty, guttural, angry growl. Softly at first, then louder, until the room was tilled with a roar that must have quaked the foundations of hell.
But the King was not bothered. "Feeling ill?"
Lucifer lurked around the room, breathing loudly, searching for words to say and a shadow from which to say them. He finally found the words but never the shadow. "Show me, 0 King of Light, show me one person on the Earth who always does right and obeys Your will."
"Dare you ask? You know there need be only one perfect one, only one sinless one to die for all the others."
I know Your plans and You have failed! No Messiah will come from Your people. There is none who is sinless. Not one." He turned his back to the desk and began naming the children. "Not Moses. Not Abraham. Not Lot. Not Rebekah. Not Elijah. . . ."
The Father stood up from His throne, releasing a wave of holy Light so intense that Lucifer staggered backward and fell. "THOSE ARE MY CHILDREN YOU MOCK."

God's voice boomed. "You think you know much, fallen angel, but you know so little. Your mind dwells in the valley of self. Your eyes see no further than your own needs."
The King walked over and reached for the book. He turned it toward Lucifer and commanded, "Come, Deceiver, read the name of the One who will call your bluff. Read the name of the One who will storm your gates.
Satan rose slowly off his haunches. Like a wary wolf, he walked a wide circle toward the desk until he stood before the volume and read the word: IMMANUEL

"Immanual?" he muttered to himself, then spoke in atone of disbelief. "God with us" For the first time the hooded head turned squarely toward the face of the Father. "No. Not even You would do that. Not even You would go so far."
"You've never believed Me, Satan."

"But Immanuel? The plan is bizarre! You don't know what it is like on Earth! You don't know how dark I've made it. It's putrid. It's evil. It's ...

"IT IS MINE," PROCLAIMED THE KING.

"AND I WILL RECLAIM WHAT IS MINE.

I WILL BECOME FLESH. I WILL FEEL WHAT MY CREATURES FEEL. I WILL SEE WHAT THEY SEE."

"But what of their sin?"
"I will bring mercy."
"What of their death?"
"I will give life."
Satan stood speechless.
God spoke, "I love My children. Love does not take away the beloved's freedom. But love takes away fear. And Immanuel will leave behind a tribe of fearless children. They will not fear you or your hell."
Satan stepped back at the thought. His retort was childish. "Th th they will too!"

"I will take away all sin. I will take away death. Without sin and without death, you have no power."
Around and around in a circle Satan paced, clenching and unclenching his wiry fingers. When he finally stopped, he asked a question that even I was thinking. "Why? Why would You do this?"
The Father's voice was deep and soft. "Because I love them."

The two stood facing each other. Neither spoke. The extremes of the universe were before me. God robed in Light, each thread glowing. Satan canopied in evil, the very fabric of his robe seeming to crawl. Peace contrasting panic. Wisdom confronting foolishness. One able to rescue, the other anxious to condemn.
I have reflected much on what happened next. Though I have relived the moment countless times, I'm as stunned as I was at the first. Never in my wildest thoughts did I think my King would do what He did. Had He demanded Satan's departure, who would have questioned? Had He taken Satan's life, who would have grieved? Had He called me to attack, I would have been willing. But God did none of these.
From the circle of Light came His extended hand. From His throne came an honest invitation. "Will you surrender? Will you return to Me?"
I do not know the thoughts of Satan. But I believe that for a fleeting second the evil heart softened. The head cocked slightly, as if amazed that such an offer would be made. But then it yanked itself erect.
"Where will we battle?" he challenged.
The Father sighed at the dark angel's resistance. "On a hill called Calvary."
"If You make it that far." Satan smirked, spinning and marching out the entryway. I watched as his spiny wings extended, and he soared into the heavenlies.
The Father stood motionless for a moment, then turned back to the book. Opening to the final chapter, He slowly read words I had never heard. No sentences. Just words. Saying each, then pausing:

JESUS,

NAIL,

CROSS,

BLOOD,

TOMB,

LIFE.

He motioned toward me, and I responded, kneeling again before Him. Handing me the necklace, He explained, "This vial will contain the essence of Myself; a Seed to be placed in the womb of a young girl. Her name is Mary. She lives among My chosen people. The fruit of the Seed is the Son of God. Take it to her."
"But how will I know her?" I asked.
"Don't worry. You will." I could not comprehend God's plan, but my understanding was not essential. My obedience was. I lowered my head, and He draped the chain around my neck. Amazingly, the vial was no longer empty. It glowed with Light.
"Jesus. Tell her to call My Son Jesus."

Source: "An Angel's Story," by Max Lucado, Copyright (c) 2002 (Used by Permission)

With more than 39 million books in print, Max Lucado has touched millions with his signature storytelling writing style. Awards and accolades follow Max with each book he writes. Max is the first author to win the Gold Medallion Christian Book of the Year three times -- 1999 for Just Like Jesus, 1997 for In the Grip of Grace and 1995 for When God Whispers Your Name.

Max Lucado is a fixture on the national bestseller lists - a Max Lucado title has appeared on the CBA hardcover bestseller list every month for the past eight years. He has appeared on the Publishers Weekly, USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists. His newest book, Come Thirsty, was released in October 2004, and Next Door Savior recently won a Gold Medallion award in the Inspirational category.

Max serves as the pulpit minister of the Oak Hills Church of Christ in San Antonio, Texas. But he says his greatest accomplishment is finding a one-in-a-million wife in Denalyn and having three unbelievable daughters: Jenna, Andrea, and Sara.

You can visit his web site at: http://www.maxlucado.com

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Thought For The Day:

"Love sees through a telescope, not a microscope."

Verse for the Day:

"Love endures long and is patient and kind...it takes no account of the evil done to it (it pays no attention to a suffered wrong)." --1 Corinthians 13:4,5 (AMP)

Teen's Thought For The Day:

"In trying times, don't quit trying."

Parent's Thought For The Day

"If your parents never had children, chances are you won't, either." --Dick Cavett

Coach's Thought For The Day

"When you help someone up a hill, you'll find yourself close to the top, too."

Deep Thought For The Day:

If 4 out of 5 people SUFFER from diarrhea...
..does that mean that one enjoys it?"

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Author MICHAEL T. POWERS
www.Heart4Teens.com

Contributing Author to Chicken Soup for the Teen's Soul on Love and Friendship and 24 other inspirational books.

"I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me." Galatians 2:20

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ALL-STAR Ministry

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If you are in 6-12th grade and live in the southern Wisconsin/northern Illinois area and would like to check us out, we meet every Sunday night from 6:30-8:00 PM at Faith Community Church which is located at 2931 Lucerne Dr. in Janesville, WI. (About 3 blocks south-east of The Skating Place.)

All-Stars: 6:30 - 8:00 PM Sunday nights! Open to all youth grades 9-12.

The Outlet: 6:30 - 8:00 PM Sunday nights in the Multi-Purpose Room! Open to all youth grades 6-8.

Currently we have students from Fort Atkinson, Milton, Janesville Craig, Janesville Parker, Marshall, Orfordville, Clinton, Beloit Memorial, Beloit Turner, South Beloit, and Hononegah. E-mail me back if you have any questions about our weekly meetings or would like to come to any of our events that are listed below... We have way too much fun and then, most importantly, talk about issues that are relevant to you as a teenager.

Upcoming Topics:

December 18 -- The Case for Christmas

December 25 -- No All-Stars. Enjoy Christmas Day with your family!

January 1 -- No All-Stars. Enjoy New Year's Day with your family!

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Teen Community Groups
6:30 - 8:00 PM Wednesday nights (September though May)

These groups are limited to no more than ten teens and are split into Jr. High and High School ages. This night is for those teens who want to dig deeper than what we do in All-Stars, but may not be ready to be a part of the Xtreme Teens. These cell groups will also be doing special activities with each other as the year goes on to build community.

Sixth graders meet at Kent and Rachel Martin's house: 1324 E. Racine St. (Call 373-0886 if you have any questions!)

Seventh and Eighth graders meet at Tedi Knox's house: 429 1/2 Harding Dr.

High School age meets at Matt and Kristi Kauffman's house: 4339 Fox Hills (Call 758-1243 if you have any questions!)

Xtreme Teens

Xtreme Teens meet on Wednesday nights from 6:30 - 8:00 PM all year round at the Powers' house. This group is very extensive with weekly homework, memorization, service projects, etc. Students interested in this group will have to fill out an application, provide references as to why others think they should be involved with this, and sign an agreement as to what is expected of them. Admission into Xtreme Teens is on a case by case basis. Contact Pastor Michael for more details!