THOUGHTS FROM AN ANGEL
A FICTIONAL NARRATIVE
ENTRY I:
Oh, pride - one of the most rampant and most deadly sins.
I see it every day. Pride is the body’s own poison. It sits like
an ulcer in the bellies of all men, burning through their insides
until its toxic nectars are released into the body. Permeating
through the bloodstream, it crawls slowly into the folds of
their brain and pervades every thought. It drips out of man’s
fingertips on everything he touches. He puffs his chest at
the work of his hands, and claims himself as the owner of all
his gifts. Pride descends into man’s legs, and collects like a
block under his feet, making man feel deceivingly taller and
brighter than his peers.
In the years I wrote the Space Trilogy, I’d sit and ponder this
universal vice for hours. For the first book, I used Weston
and Devine to portray the poison. Weston, oh that bloke; he
refused to believe that there might be others in the universe
that were brighter than him. He was shocked every time he
was wrong. And his sense of self-accomplishment and selftriumph was massive enough that he thought he could rule
the universe. He was a power-hungry man filled to the brim
with arrogance. He was foolish and wicked, all at the same
time.
At present, I watch men recreate my fictional characters.
They plunder through life looking to make themselves
great, stepping over others to get bigger offices and fatter
paychecks. It’s not just about doing your best anymore; it’s
about making sure everyone knows you’re the best. Men
aren’t teachable nowadays... they refuse to admit they’re
wrong and go lengths to prove others are wrong.
But it’s not just the cheating businessmen or the pompous
doctors. I see the poison in mothers who believe their children
will never act like their neighbors’, in elementary school girls
who boast about their toys being the nicest, and in college
boys who keep tally of the girls they’ve slept with. From the
little girl to pompous doctor, it’s all the same poison that runs
through them.
When on earth, I wrote how pride is the utmost evil - it is
through pride that the devil became the devil. Pride leads
to every other vice, and it is the complete anti-God state of
mind. Just the thought of pride should be terrifying; it is a
self-generated poison that wrenches us as far away from
God as possible.
ENTRY II:
Despite being an angel and working under the Creator of the
entire universe, there are often days when I feel as if I cannot
do anything. No matter what I say or do, my voice cannot
change all human minds. My Father never forces anyone to
love Him, and nor can I. No matter how many times I appear
in someone’s life, they might still choose to reject my Father
and I. They simply refuse to believe.
I struggled with this idea when I first came up. I wanted to
make myself seen to every doubter and scream in every
atheist’s ear “God is exists, God exists.” And I did a few
times. However, I realized that even if my Father was more
visible and more dramat X