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doesn’t hesitate. “You humans search desperately for something bigger than yourselves. You dream of beings from other galaxies, write stories of witches and warlocks, make up monsters and turn them into heroes and idols. Ironically, that urge, that desire, that searching comes from God. Animals don’t have that desire, but humans do. Yet you have perverted that calling, as I knew you would. I foretold this to God. What he puts in you for good, you turn rotten.”
    Not fully comprehending, I nod as he continues his story.
    He speaks as if he is a friend or colleague sharing his life’s history. “Unlike humans, I don’t have a weakness in my memory. I can recall every detail from the moment I first became aware. I awoke in his presence, and I was aware. Unlike humans, who learn and develop over time, I was instilled with knowledge, power, and awareness. I knew the majesty, authority, holiness, and power of God. I did not know of his failing until later. I had to learn that on my own. I knew he has existed for all time, that he created everything, and that he loved his creations. He didn’t make us fully aware, though. God granted us only so much knowledge, so much foresight, so much power. We trusted in our life together. God was open and revealing to me, until it came to humanity. Then he betrayed me. He betrayed all of us with your existence and hidden plans. There was no way I would ever bow down to your kind.”
    He pauses for a minute and then says, “It was a glorious existence. God gave us the universe as our playground. We traversed across the galaxies together and by ourselves. We played, wrestled, and challenged each other to contests of wit, might, and skill. We sang. Oh, did we sing! There are angels whose voices can make a human weep just hearing them, for they are so beautiful. We laughed with God. You can’t possibly grasp the pure joy of laughing with God, to know that he is pleased with you. I had intimate conversations with him. I walked with him on planets. On this planet.”
    He then talked of things that seemed imaginary, as if he were describing a science fiction story, yet there was, in a very odd way, a human element to it. I could see emotions in him as he talked through the story.
    Then his demeanor stiffens. “Over time, God made more angels, though none like the first group. Much like humans, God gave all of us special gifts, roles, and abilities. The first group was by far the most special with the most gifts. God gave me many gifts: beauty, persuasion, leadership, intelligence to name a few. I was made a guardian cherub, and I served faithfully at God’s side on the holy mount. Because of my skills and loyalty, Jesus told me that I was to be a leader and a priest among the angels. I taught them things that God had shared only with the council and me. I interpreted God’s words for them. He commanded the angels to look to me as one of their leaders, as their chief priest. The first angels were all leaders, serving different roles. We were to teach the ways of God and how to serve him. We worked directly with angels and through the council. We had dominions and provinces, order and structure. Though the angels knew to serve him, it was I who often conversed with them. I resolved their conflicts and answered their questions.
    “It was a perfect existence, until, on one of my talks with God, he spoke of the creatures that would populate the earth—foul, disgusting, unworthy creatures who would receive God’s love and grace and bear his image. It was on this planet, in Eden, where he told me this. It was at that exact moment I first questioned God and his design. It was also in that moment that I understood his one failure. I pressed him for answers, and I asked to see it all. God gave me few answers and refused my vision request. He no longer trusted me as he had before. He was threatened by my power and my relationship with the other angels. He chose you over us. You destroyed