Jesse Xavier Duvall had always wanted to see an angel. When it finally happened he was not afraid - but he was a little surprised since he was right in the middle of an intense video game maneuver. The screen filled with bright light and he heard the usual instructions to “fear not.”
He was home alone on a beautiful Saturday morning with a long list of chores waiting. He could not seem to pass the computer without stopping for one quick try at the next level in the imaginary war of evil and good set before him.
“Greetings, Jesse. Let’s chat.”
The grown man in the fake leather swivel chair nearly choked on his cold coffee.
“Whoa! Is this part of the interactive game?”
The angel did some kind of strange spin and right before Jesse’s eyes he went from the monitor to the green recliner in the corner of the office. He was very tall.
“Do you know who I am, my friend?”
Without the slightest hesitation, Jesse replied, “ Unless I am hallucinating, you are an angel from Heaven.”
Gabby, as Jesse dubbed the ethereal being, quickly got down to business.
“I have a message for you, a proclaimed man of faith. “
Jesse sat very still, concentrating on every word from the big guy’s mouth.
“Of the millions who consider themselves followers of Jesus, only a tiny percentage have any clue exactly what that means. There is a lot of compromise and unclear stance on many subjects.”
Jesse could not argue with that, so he remained silent.
Gabby continued, “A certain worldliness permeates most lives of believers. I come to tell you that time is extremely short and there is no more excuse for wasting one single precious second left before the Lord comes back to claim his own. Now, I have a question."
Jesse hoped he had the answer.
The angel stood up and pointed to the computer.
“Why do you spend so much time in front of this thing, and that thing over there?"
He pointed to the big screen television.
“How does that further the Kingdom of God? How does it help you to understand the thousands of things in the Bible you say you do not understand? What do your children know about protecting themselves from he who roams the earth seeking whom he may devour?”
“Uh…” was all Jesse could think of to say.
The angel grabbed the human’s arm and declared, “Come with me,” and before Jesse could blink they were downtown at the homeless shelter.
“Do you see any need here, Christian man?”
In seconds, they were in a housing project filled with drug lords and prostitutes and gunfire.
“Look around you! Really LOOK!”
In another blink they were standing in a group of young people who were playing occult games, happily channeling spirits or dabbling in curses or potions to get their desires. Jessie was stunned when he saw his own teenage daughter and her friends drinking and trying to read Tarot cards. He had no idea.
The angel took the man to place after eye opening place until the message became real and internalized. Suddenly, they were back in the cozy home office again. Jesse was pale and shaken. Gabby wandered over to a shelf with game paraphernalia.
“What’s this thing?”
“It’s a joy stick…another control to use in the games.”
“Does it bring you joy? Does it give you control?”
Jesse could only stare as huge tears ran down his contrite and enlightened face.
“Listen to me, man of the house, child of God Almighty. What you have seen today is no game. While you find comfort and thrills, or whatever this waste of time does for you, there is work to be done. You have been warned.”
Gabby offered one last dose of wisdom before he faded away.
“I came to you through a place that seems to control your thoughts; a place I would be sure to find you and get your attention. Do you truly believe only angels from heaven would use this mode? WAKE UP man! You and your children, and even your loving wife, are like that proverbial frog being boiled and he doesn’t even know it. “
Jesse swallowed hard.
The angel whispered, ”Give all your control to your Lord and Savior. Follow Him…not the world.” Then, he was gone.
Jesse hit the off button and stood up. He was blessedly recharged and renewed. There was work to be done.
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