God’s Baby from Heaven

PROLOGUE Be it at this level or where the Father dwells, everything in Paradise is alive.

Whoosh! The little spirit turns his head towards the sound just in time to see the blur of an angel hastily speeding by him. Whoosh! Whoosh! Others swiftly fly pass. Something important must be happening. He sees a small band of cherubim assembling just beyond the ridge of the trees in the distance.

He thinks nothing of this all too common sight. His mind is on the human children that will be arriving today. He heads toward his friends prancing across the plush carpet of grass; his little feet rise and fall like keys on a piano in tune with his steps.

He joins his four other friends, spirits like him, each excited about the new-comers. He arrives to find the group at the peak of excitement because three human children had just appeared prior to his own arrival.

Their presence charge the atmosphere with a feeling of celebration; even the flowers are dancing. Three of the beauties present themselves to the little spirit. He looks at their brilliant vibrant splendor. Wanting more attention, they incite him to look deeper by floating their crystalline colors above the surface of their faces, highlighting and changing hues like a kaleidoscope in a pair of curious hands. Never tiring of seeing such beauty the little spirit accepts the flowers and presents them to the new arrivals.

The children laugh aloud at the sight of the flowers showing off their splendor. The five spirits gleefully joined in until the sound of their laughter rose and burst like bubbles above their heads.

The wind picks up the mirth and carries it across the fields, until it reaches the ears of the five angels that are grouped together. Their expressions are subdued. The Father has given them their new assignment. Frequently during their conversation, they turn their heads in the direction of the five little spirits. One speaks aloud, "Let their hearts rejoice in the majesty of this place. They'll soon be gone from here."

Suddenly, a surge charged with life infuses the atmosphere and heightens the sharpness of everyone's senses. "Jesus is here! Jesus is here!" The proclamation burst out of everyone's heart without anyone having to say a word. The Lord's presence is simply known. His glorious splendor illuminates the heavens to such measure that it brightens the entire span of Paradise.

The little spirits bask in the fullness of Jesus. His love envelops them. He speaks to them, and each of the five hears him speak to his own heart as if Jesus were speaking to him alone. "Dear One, I am going to send you to Earth. I will show you things that you will share with others. Some of these things my sacred book has only hinted at, but I will do so to prove that, in these days, you are my prophets."

The little one quizzically looks into Jesus' eyes. In his mind he said, "There is only one other place worse than Earth." But his concerns were immediately replaced with the assurance that Jesus' presence makes everywhere a place worth being.

Afterward, expectation swirls around amidst the little ones. Each recognizes that he has been chosen by the Father and each can still hear Jesus' words to him. "If you do My will, you will be back soon." The little spirit wonders why Jesus would say "if". He cannot fathom not ever being in the Father's will. ∞

A voice greets the little one.

"Shalom!"

The spirit's eyes interlock with the cherub's in warmest intimacy. They share a special bond.

The angel speaks aloud with deepest solemnity, "I will be your front guard and your rear guard. I will be above you and below you. I will be at your right hand and at your left hand. I will never leave you. I will never forsake you. From birth to death, I will be your faithful friend".

The angel's words signal the time and the little spirit's name is called. Without understanding what took place, his world suddenly changes. He is of a new kind of life, flesh and blood: a developing human inside his mother's womb.

His faithful friend, his guardian angel, watches over him in a full state of alertness.

Chapter 1

The Unexpected Arrival

It’s a beautiful day on Main Street in Pulaski, Virginia. People sprinkle the streets and dot the tiny stores in this small town. Charlie’s Barber Shop on the corner of Main and Peach Street is the roost for the old men who come to just hover around the radio and listen to news about the war. President Truman just said something about Japan surrendering and the atmosphere explodes with bursts of shouts and laughter.

Next door, Mona’s Beauty Parlor is also alive, but it was gossip in the air that competed with the smell of ammonia. Old Barbara Corbin’s hair is wrapped in a plastic bag to prevent the blue dye from dripping down her face. She strains her neck toward Elaine Hamwiner to hear what Elaine is saying over the noise of humming hair dryers.

“Have you heard about Elizabeth?” Elaine asked.

“No, what’s going on with her?” asked Barbara inquisitively.

“Well, I heard…” and the buzz of gossip began to fly from one end of the parlor to the other.

∞

“Want some more coffee, hon?”

Elizabeth Johnson hardly looks up at the waitress in response. Inside herself she thinks, "Doesn’t she see that my cup is still full?" Elizabeth gives Betsy a slight shrug which was meant to imply “Leave me alone.” But, what she feels like saying is, “I can’t drink your coffee because I have morning sickness.” Of course, Elizabeth will never tell that to Betsy. Betsy is Pulaski's tabloid newspaper on two legs.