God's Biggest Angel
He was big
and most ungainly,
He had
freckles and red hair,
His wings
would not fly smoothly
He had to
walk most everywhere.
When Big
Red was made in heaven,
Someone
read his blueprints wrong,
They put
him in the Grow-Machine,
And left
him there too long.
So, once he
started growing,
He just
grew, and grew, and grew,
The most
experienced angels,
Had no idea
what to do.
They tried
to shrink him in the sun,
Which
turned his angel hair bright red,
Since they
could not cover their mistakes,
They put
more love in him instead.
His angel
playmates teased him,
In good
clean angel fun,
For in
their angel heart of hearts,
He was
their favourite one.
Now, when
angels finish training,
They're
then assigned to earth,
But God
knew there was a problem,
With Big
Red's height and girth.
He could
not hide like tiny angels,
In pockets
or in ears,
He could
not pop out of flowers,
And
instantly appear.
So, God
thought, and planned and pondered,
And then He
wisely chose,
To send Big
Red among the people,
In ordinary
clothes.
Big Red
came down from heaven,
In a pair
of coveralls,
Folks did
not know he was an angel,
Treated him
no differently at all.
Since he
was so plain and simple,
Folks just
went on their way,
They did
not even glance at him,
As they
rushed throughout their day.
The first
job Big Red performed,
Was to
install a set of brakes,
They later
stopped a car,
For a child
who could not wait.
Next, an
old soul carrying groceries,
In big bags
from the store,
Did not
know it was an angel,
That helped
him out the door.
A blind man
did not see the hole,
In the
sidewalk up ahead,
But he felt
a hand upon his elbow,
As to
safety he was led.
A big man
in a slicker,
Pulled
another from some flames,
An
ambulance attendant,
Kindly
soothed a man in pain.
A policeman
took a lost boy home,
That
policeman had red hair,
Then, some
big man gave a helping hand,
To a mother
worn with care.
Red did all
the things big angels do,
Which
little ones wished they could,
God was
greatly gratified,
That Big
Red had done so good.
God sent
orders to His crew,
"Make
more angels like Big Red,
I want
earth filled up with them,
And I want
them widely spread."
So big
angels then were scattered,
Among
ordinary men,
But, people
did not know for sure,
Just who
was one of them.
If a gift
was given with a grin,
Or a clerk
smiled at the store,
Or a neighbor waved a friendly hand,
Or a
stranger held the door.
We do not
know, we cannot know,
Which one's
the angel there.
Or did an
angel cross our path?
Could be
... God's put them everywhere.
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
Copyright ©
2000
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