....but, Michael,
one of the chief princes,
came to help me,
so I left him there
with the prince
of the kingdom
of Persia......
[Daniel 10:13]
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"LORD?
(Yell really loud!)
WHERE'S MICHAEL?"
[SMILE.]
"Who, child?"
(Yell up at spot over door.)
"MICHAEL!
(Yell louder.)
MICHAEL!"
[CHUCKLE.]
"The PATRON saint
'a the JEWS!"
[CURIOUS SMILE!]
"Who, child?"
"The ANGEL!
That ANGEL!
(Kvetchy squint up at door.)
Ya KNOW!
Isn't he, like.......
the ARCH angel
of ISRAEL, or
somethin'?"
[SOLEMN NOD.]
"WELL?
Get him DOWN HERE!
I NEED him!
Where IS HE?"
[PATIENT FROWN.]
"What have I told you,
My precious."
"ABOUT WHAT?"
[PATIENT PAUSE.]
"Read My Word, child."
"Come ON, LORD!
I don't have TIME!
Just look at this mess!
I gotta get to WORK!"
[PATIENT NOD.]
"What is he.......
......still in PERSIA?
Isn't he kinda BORED,
by now?"
[PATIENT FATHERLY SIGH.]
"WELL?
Send him over HERE!
Across the ATLANTIC!
WE need him over HERE!"
"Child.... ....
what have I told you?"
(Kvetchy wave of the puny hand.)
"About WHAT:
the OIL prices?
this STUPID ELECTION?
the starving POLAR BEARS?
if OBAMA's REALLY gonna
convert to JUDAISM......
just 'ta get some EXTRA VOTES?
(Squint up at ceiling.)
(Break out in a chuckle.)
WHAT?"
[PATIENT GENTLE VOICE.]
"Things of the world,
My precious one."
"SO?
So WHAT?
Isn't that WHERE I AM?"
[PATIENT NOD.]
"I've already TOLD You
I wanna come HOME, Lord!
(Grimmace!)
But......You won't LET me!
So....THERE!"
[PATIENT SILENCE.]
"Why should I care about
SPIRIT STUFF, when
I'm right smack in the
middle of all this
yucky WORLD STUFF?
That doesn't make
any SENSE!"
[INCREDIBLY PATIENT VOICE.]
"Read My Word, child."
(Impatient wave of the other
puny hand.)
"Now.....where's my
ARCHANGEL?
(Wave irritably at the
pink spots all over the
floor and furniture.)
Just look at this MESS!"
[MORE NODDING.]
(Audible, kvetchy sigh.)
"Oh, FORGET IT!
I KNOW You're
not gonna SEND him!
FORGET it!"
[WISE NOD.]
"Who AM I, child?"
"The One Who gives
Michael the Jewish archangel
his ASSIGNMENTS?"
[SILENCE.]
"Well.......FORGET Persia!
I'm sick 'a HEARIN' about it!
AMERICA needs some HELP!"
[SMILE.]
"YEAH!
I mean.....You send us
TORNADOES, and....
FLOODS and,
bad TOMATOES....
and, bad MARRIAGES....
And, LOUSY Presidential
CANDIDATES, and......
the poor DOLLAR, and...
HURRICANES........!"
[SILENCE.]
"And.........and,
CANS 'a black-cherry
......SODA........
that drop on the FLOOR...
.....and.....SPURT!"
[PATIENT SMILE.]
"Why,
My beloved?"
(Stunned silence.)
[PATIENTLY WAITING.]
(Shrug.)
"Cuz, Ya don't like me
drinkin' black-cherry SODA?"
[SILENCE.]
"Cuz.......You wann'us
to turn to Your HELP?"
[LOVING GAZE.]
"Read My Word,
beloved."
"Yeah, but......"
"But what."
"First, I need some HELP!"
[PATIENT PAUSE.]
"I know, little one.
I'm giving It to you."
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Now war arose in Heaven,
Michael and his angels
fighting against
the dragon....
and the great dragon
was thrown down...
...the deceiver
of the whole world...
and his angels
were thrown down
with him.
[Revelation 12:7-9]
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