A Christmas Story

A Christmas Story

Here is a little Christmas story submitted by our friend, Manesh.

According to an old and well-known legend, a
week before Christmas, Archangel Michael asked
his angels to visit the earth. He wanted to
know if everything was ready for the
celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ. He
sent them in pairs, always an older angel
accompanying a younger one, so that they could
have a broader picture of what happened in
Christianity.
One of these pairs was assigned to Brazil,
where they arrived late one night. Since they
had nowhere to sleep, they took shelter in one
of the great mansions that can be seen in
certain parts of Rio de Janeiro.
The owner, a nobleman on the verge of
bankruptcy (which, incidentally, happens to
many people in that city), was a fervent
Catholic, and soon recognized the heavenly
pair by the golden halos on their head.
However, he was too busy preparing a big
Christmas, and so as not to disturb the
completed decorations, he requested that his
heavenly guests to sleep in the basement.
Although Greetings cards are always
illustrated with snow falling, Christmas falls
in the middle of summer in Brazil, the sun was
scorching hot and the air, full of moisture,
it was almost suffocating. The angels laid
down on a hard floor, but before starting
their prayers, the older angel noticed a crack
in the wall. He got up, repaired it using his
divine powers, and returned to his evening
prayers. The two felt as though they had spent
the night in hell, it was so hot.
They slept very poorly, but they needed to
fulfill the mission entrusted to them by God.
The next day, they went through the big city,
with its 12 million inhabitants, its beaches
and mountains, its contrasts, its beautiful
landscapes and its horrible places. They
completed their reports, and when night fell
back they began to travel into the country.
But, distracted by the difference in hours,
they again found themselves with no place to
sleep.
They knocked on the door of a humble home,
where a couple came to meet them. Lacking
access to medieval engravings that portrayed
the messengers of God, the couple did not
recognize the two pilgrims, but told the
angels that if they were in need of shelter,
the house was theirs. They prepared a dinner,
presented their little newborn baby and
offered his room to the angels. They
apologized that they were poor and that while
the heat was great during the day, they had no
money to buy an air conditioner.
When the angels awoke the next day they found
the couple in tears. Their only possession, a
cow that gave milk for cheese, and support for
the family, was found dead in their field.
They quickly parted with the pilgrims,
embarrassed because they could not prepare a
breakfast.
While walking through the mud road, the
younger angel showed his anger, “I can not
understand this way of doing things! The first
man had everything he needed, and yet you
helped him by repairing his wall. Then with
this poor couple, who received us so well and
kindly, you did nothing to alleviate their
suffering!”
“Things are not what they seem,” said the
older angel, “when we were in that awful
basement, I noticed there was plenty of gold
hidden in the wall of the mansion, left there
by a previous owner. The crack was exposing
the treasure, and I decided to hide it again,
because the landlord did not help those in
need. Yesterday, while we slept in the bed the
poor couple offered, I noticed that a third
guest had arrived, the angel of death. He had
been sent to take the child, but since I’ve
known him for many years, I convinced him to
take the life of the cow in its place.”
Remember the day that is about to be
celebrated; since people didn’t give much
value to appearance, no one wanted to take
Mary in. But the pastors welcomed her, and
because of that, they had the grace to be the
first to behold the smile of the Savior of the
World.

About the Author

I am a cultural geographer by nature, and now a photographer, videographer, musician, webmaster and father.

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