The Birth of Christmas
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Have you ever wondered how Christmas began, before the gifts, the trees, and the singing of joyful carols?
Long before the start of Christmas traditions, and even before the creation of time and space, before angels flew and sang praises, the LORD was already present. He had a wonderful plan to save our world from sin.
The LORD knew the world would need salvation. So, He began a plan so magnifical that the angels would desire to understand.
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Among the multitude of angels was one named Elior, who was quiet, gentle, and kind. Little did he know, he was about to do a very special task for the LORD—for Christmas, that would change the world forever.
Up in the heavens, beyond the clouds and stars, the LORD sent out a call to all the angels:
Come before the throne for a most AMAZING declaration!
Far away in the expanse of space, Elior was hard at work when the call arrived. Until then, Elior had kept busy with one particular task: changing star bulbs. Elior's delightful duty was to swap out the old bulbs for new ones, ensuring the universe remained aglow.
Stars don't shine forever. Some flicker out like candles. Yet, not all of them fade away; only the ones Elior doesn't reach in time, or those the LORD chooses to dim.
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When the call came, Elior rushed beyond the shining stars and ascended up to Heaven. He swiftly passed over the golden streets and found his dearest angel friend, Sulvan, beaming with a smile like never before.
"Have you heard?" Felipe asked.
"No," responded Elior.
"Oh, it's wonderful news!" Felipe proclaimed. "The Good News!"
"Tell me!" Elior begged. "What is it?"
But all his friend could say was, "You'll find out soon enough."
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The two angels went before the LORD's throne with a crowd of angels. It was a high and lofty throne! The throne of the LORD God Almighty!
Elior joined Felipe and the other angels, eagerly awaiting the good news. Nearby, Elior could see the cherubim—magnificent creatures waving their wings before the throne of God.
Before them all, the brightest light, brighter than all the stars, shone from the throne. Every creature, including Elior and Sulvan, cried in joyful praises.
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Suddenly, a thunderous boom shook the place, and everyone fell silent. The LORD’s powerful voice declared, “THE TIME HAS COME TO PROCLAIM THE ACCEPTABLE YEAR OF THE LORD, TO COMFORT ALL THAT MOURN!
At these words, Elior cried out with great joy.
The time of salvation!
The battle against evil was finally going to be won!
Elior and Felipe stood in awe as the LORD's voice thundered again. Their hearts filled with anticipation and joy as the LORD called forth the names of angels. Each angel stepped forward one by one to receive their special instructions, ready to journey to Earth and prepare all things for the grand plan.
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Then Elior heard his name spoken:
ELIOR.
He couldn't help but tremble with excitement at the sound of his name.
Mustering all his courage, he fluttered his angel legs forth, stepping forward and bowing gracefully.
"Yes, my LORD?" he said.
Elior listened as his orders were given. Like a child eagerly waiting to open a gift, he could barely contain his excitement, his mind buzzing with hope.
Could it be true?
After so much pain and sadness… would the enemy finally be defeated?
And if so, how?
After he received all his commands, Elior bowed again and returned to his place beside Sulvan.
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His friend leaned over to curiously ask him, "What is your first task from the LORD?"
Elior repeated it to himself and frowned. "The LORD instructed me to go to the city of Rome." Elior was confused. "But didn't the prophets say everything would happen in Bethlehem?"
"Yes, indeed," Felipe replied. "I was the one who shared that news with them!"
Elior closed his eyes. "Then there is nothing to worry about," he said. "If it's the will of the LORD, then it is good."
Felipe nodded with a warm smile. "Welcome to the grand adventure, my friend. Let's go forth, and I promise to help you along the way."
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Elior and Felipe hurried from the glorious throne, flying past the wonderous sights of Heaven. Down they descended until they reached Earth, heading towards the towering stone buildings among the bustling streets of Rome.
Elior felt a bit nervous as he neared the streets. After so many years, he was used to being alone among the stars, where it was quiet and peaceful. But Earth? It was a noisy place, crowded with lots of people. "I've never worked with humans before," he admitted. "They might look like us but don’t act like us."
“That's true," Felipe agreed. "Sadly, so many don't follow the LORD's commands."
"I trust the LORD,” Elior said, “but I don't understand how this city and its ruler are part of His plan to save the world."
Felipe reaffirmed him, "If the LORD says it's part of the plan, then we can trust Him." Then Sulvan's tone turned serious. "Now here we are in the mighty city of Rome—where, sadly, the people don't even know Him as LORD!"
Elior interrupted, "I can see they mock Him with lots of idols and stone statues!"
"Listen carefully," Felipe said calmly. "I've been delivering the LORD's word to humans for a long time, and it's never a pretty task."
"Never?" Elior echoed.
"You have to trust the LORD completely," Felipe said.
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Dark clouds quickly began covering the sky above Rome, and thunder roared. Rain poured down, and all the people rushed to find cover. Elior and Felipe disguised themselves in thick fog. They swiftly darted through the palace entrance, unnoticed by the guards. Inside, they rushed along the halls and chambers like a gust of wind, flickering the light torches.
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Deep within the palace, they found the ruler of Rome reclining on a pile of plush pillows in a dimly lit chamber. He was eating on a lavish spread of fruits and freshly baked breads. A royal crown of green laurel rested atop his head.
With his angelic vision, Elior could see the ruler's body as well as his spirit. Ah, what a sad sight! The ruler appeared clean and beautiful on the outside, but his spirit was dirty inside. His heart was stained with pride and greed. There was no love or respect for the LORD. Elior frowned with sadness.
"How can this ruler be part of the LORD's plan?" Elior questioned with disbelief.
"The LORD's ways are greater," Felipe reminded him gently. Then, with a soft nudge, Felipe urged Elior forward: "Now go."
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Elior sighed and turned toward the ruler. Like a shadow in the room, Elior glided beside the Roman ruler as he munched on the savory delights before him.
Leaning close, Elior whispered in Caesar's ear, "Census!"
Midway through a bite of mango, the ruler blinked and looked around the room. He called out, "Guards? Is anyone here?" But there was no answer. Alone in the quiet chamber, the only thing he could hear was a new idea within his mind:
"If I make people pay more taxes in the kingdom…" he murmured to himself, smiling at the thought of more money. The idea thrilled him, and with a greedy grin, he took another bite of fruit, dreaming of the new wealth and power he could gain.
Felipe and Elior flew out of the palace, their mission accomplished. Meanwhile, Caesar Augustus was left alone, thinking about his selfish plan.
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Many days passed while the angels waited for their next assignment from the LORD. One warm, sunny day, they stood near the sparkling shores of the Mediterranean Sea, watching seagulls play on the waves. Gazing over the sea, Elior curiously asked Sulvan, "Do you know the LORD's whole plan to save the world?"
The angel gently shook his head. "No," he replied, "but I've learned that the LORD's good work on Earth often comes with challenges and tears because evil lurks in every shadow.
Elior pondered Sulvan’s words while watching a seagull emerge from the water. Felipe continued to explain, "Things work differently here on Earth. Sometimes it's hard to see the Lord's ways, but His ways always prevail."
Felipe placed a comforting hand on Elior's shoulders. "Whatever the LORD asks of you, do it faithfully, for He is good."
"I will," Elior promised, though tiny clouds of doubt drifted through his mind. He wanted to ask more, but the word good echoed in his mind.
Was any of this truly "good?"
Was nudging Caesar to enrich himself really "good?"
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Despite his doubts, Elior chose to trust the LORD’s good plan. "I will follow the LORD’s commands," he reaffirmed.
"Splendid," Felipe declared. "Now that I've helped you with your task in Rome, I must return to the heavens to help Angel Gabriel with a pair of unsuspecting parents."
Elior felt a pang of sadness. "I don't want you to leave," he said. Softly, he added, "I don't understand things down here."
Felipe hugged Elior close. "And you never will fully understand," he said gently. "Just remember, the LORD is good."
Elior felt a tear welling up in his eyes. In a flash of lightning, Felipe was gone, leaving Elior alone for his next task.
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As days turned into months, Caesar's decree spread throughout the Roman Empire, prompting millions of people to prepare for the grand census.
When the angel Elior arrived in the small town of Bethlehem, he saw many people upset and complaining about the changes. "Everyone back to where you were born!" hollered a woman in the market. A man with a booming voice yelled, "Doesn't the ruler know the trouble he's causing?" A woman selling figs called out, "It's all so Caesar can take more taxes from us."
Unbeknownst to the people, Elior disguised himself as a humble beggar in ragged, worn robes. This allowed him to move freely through the streets unnoticed without anyone interrupting his next mission.
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Elior turned a corner and stepped through a heavy wooden door. It closed behind him with a soft thud. A bearded man, sweeping the floor, greeted him.
"Is this the Bethlehem Star Inn?" Elior asked, looking around curiously.
The innkeeper glanced up. "Do you need a room?"
"Oh no," Elior chuckled, stepping closer to a table. "I'm here to share God's kindness with His people."
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Elior extended his hand, and suddenly, twenty shiny gold coins tumbled out of his sleeve with a loud clatter onto a table.
The innkeeper’s eyes widened. He picked up a few coins, inspecting them closely, suspicion in his gaze. Elior smiled warmly. “They’re real gold,” he assured him.
These coins are for helping poor travelers," Elior explained. "Many will arrive without a penny, needing a place to stay. You are to use this money to give them a place to rest."
The innkeeper scratched his head, puzzled, "But why?"
"Because the LORD wants your inn to be full of people who need help," Elior said with a smile.
The innkeeper's face softened with curiosity. "He does?"
"Yes," Elior nodded, his eyes sincere. "Many people are traveling far because of the census. They'll be tired and in need. You're to welcome and help them."
With a newfound understanding and a glimmer of hope in his eyes, the innkeeper nodded eagerly, a smile blossoming. "Okay. I will. You can count on me."
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Elar thanked him and slipped out the door into the wind.
His second task was done, but it left him feeling puzzled. Why fill up the inns in the town of Bethlehem? It didn't make sense.
Elior felt a surge of frustration welling up within him. Everything he had done seemed to make things worse instead of helping the LORD's arrival on Earth. Had he misunderstood the instructions? He didn’t understand.
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Outside the inn, Elior only had a few steps to reach his third and final destination. Yet each step felt like a never-ending journey, as if he were walking through the pages of time itself. His mind swirled with confusion, still puzzled by the task he had just completed.
Don't doubt the LORD, he reminded himself. Trust Him, for He is good!
Elior knew bits and pieces of the LORD’s plan. "A virgin shall conceive," he whispered, quoting a scripture to himself, "bear a Son, and shall call His name Immanuel." With every slow step, joyful anticipation began to bubble up inside him. The LORD Himself was somehow descending to Earth to save the world!
"But where?" he muttered aloud, wrinkling his nose at the foul stench from a nearby heap of garbage. Such a place hardly seemed fitting for the King of kings.
Perhaps, he thought, this final task will explain everything.
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Turning into the alley behind the Bethlehem Star Inn, Elior's eyes widened in astonishment. The path narrowed until it met a solid wall of rock, where a small cave had been hewed out, creating a shadowy, dim space. Strange smells filled the air, ones he had never smelled before.
He heard a soft sound, like a gentle moan. Suddenly, a pair of eyes gleamed from the dark shadows.
It was a cow!
Then came the sounds of bleating, and Elior spotted fluffy sheep with their coats matted and dirty.
It was a makeshift stable roughly hewn into the side of the hill.
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Elior gasped. How could the LORD have anything to do with a place like this?
In this messy world, shouldn't the LORD arrive in a grand palace adorned with majesty? How could He choose such a lowly place?
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A wave of emotion washed over Elior, and he began to sob deeply. Tears flowed down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry for not understanding," Elior cried. "You are too good for this, LORD. You are holy!"
Covering his face, Elior continued to weep. Then, between sobs, a tender voice pierced through the darkness, "Are you alright, sir?"
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Startled, Elior raised his gaze and brushed away the tears blurring his vision. Before him stood a little farm boy at the cave’s entrance, wearing an old tunic, its fabric torn and dirty.
"I didn't see you," Elior said. "Are these your animals?"
The boy shook his head. "They belong to my father. We're staying in the city for the census."
“Where is your father?” Elior asked.
"He's out looking for grain and hay. There's no food," the boy replied.
Elior pointed to the cave. "Sure, there's plenty of food. Look behind you."
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As the boy turned around, his eyes widened in astonishment. In a quiet flash of the LORD's glorious power, piles of grain and hay appeared, neatly stacked along the dark, stony wall. There was more than enough food to keep the animals fed for many days and enough hay to keep a sleeping baby comfortable for many nights.
"God is good!" the boy exclaimed. As he marveled at the miracle, the angel vanished with a gentle whisper of wind. When the boy turned back to thank him, he found himself alone. The world seemed to hold its breath as if it were keeping a secret just for him.
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Meanwhile, Bethlehem grew crowded with travelers from far and wide. Among them would soon be a man named Joseph and his espoused wife, Mary, being great with child.
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In Heaven, a joyous celebration erupted, with loud cheers echoing majestically. Angels, cherubim, and all the heavenly hosts joined in rejoicing. From the throne of the LORD, a radiant light reflected shimmering colors of every kind. The time had finally come!
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At the center of it all, the LORD stood upon His throne, His presence filling Heaven with majesty. Every angel, including Elior, bowed their heads to the floor in reverence.
Then the LORD's voice thundered across Heaven: I WILL DWELL AMONG THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL. I WILL NOT FORSAKE MY PEOPLE.
With powerful, beautiful voices, the cherubim sang in unison, filling the air with heavenly music: "Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!"
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Then, the LORD spoke again, and Elior's heart skipped a beat as his name echoed through the crowds.
ELIOR.
The angel froze.
What word would he receive?
Elior stepped forward, bowing before the glorious presence of the LORD.
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A wondrous calm washed over Elior as he listened to the LORD's voice. To his amazement, the LORD was encouraging him! The word was good, hopeful, and true!
Then the LORD declared, I HAVE ANOTHER TASK FOR YOU.
"Yes, LORD!" Elior responded eagerly. "Whatever You command!"
The LORD spoke, and Elior listened intently.
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As the LORD finished declaring the new instructions, His glory filled the place like a thick cloud and a fire infolding itself. Suddenly, no one could stand before His presence, and all fell in awe, worshipping and praising Him.
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The LORD seated Himself on His throne, and as He did, another light shone out from Him—radiant, descending like a comet from Heaven to the Earth. As it descended, it sent out waves of love and peace until it gradually faded from sight.
Elior lifted his head toward the throne and heard the command: GO.
With a heart brimming with joy, Elior sprang up and departed from the throne, eager to fulfill his task.
The time had come!
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Elior felt as if he might burst with excitement. The LORD was going to save the world! Yet, how this would unfold remained a mystery, filling the jittery angel with wonder.
Elior hurried to catch up with the radiant light streaking through the vast expanse of space. The light zoomed past grand palaces, flashed past sinful temples, and glowed upon the stone columns of mighty fortresses. Then, at a distance, it faded to a tiny point and vanished.
Elior flew after it like a gust of wind into the silent streets of Bethlehem. As the light faded from view, he landed on the ground, finding himself once again in the humble alley behind the Bethlehem Star Inn. The city slept under the blanket of night, with only the soft chirping of insects breaking the silence.
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Searching eagerly for any sign of the heavenly radiance, Elior called out, "Where are You?" He scanned the darkness, hoping to catch a glimpse of the light.
Then he saw it. The light, incredibly tiny, pulsed faintly within the dim cave. A soft yet clear sound met his ears—the cry of a newborn baby. Elior smiled and walked toward it.
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Inside, cradled in his mother’s loving arms, lay the child. His wails were softened by the fur of the animals huddled about Him. Elior crouched, invisible to the parents, and reached toward the child. "My Lord!" he whispered.
Could it be?" he wondered. "Could the great LORD GOD ALMIGHTY, the Creator of Heaven and Earth, truly dwell within this tiny baby boy?
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Elior slowly reached out and touched the child's forehead. Instantly, a warm tingling spread up his arm like waves of virtue coming from the baby. Despite the urge to pull away, he remained still. The realization that he was touching the face of God was beyond his wildest imagination.
For indeed, he was touching the Lord Himself, and something extraordinary was happening. The sensation was a swirl of love and peace, a symphony of light, unlike anything Elior had ever experienced. He felt himself bathed in the very source of the child’s light.
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In that instant, Elior felt overwhelmed by the power radiating from the child, as if the very essence of virtue was blazing through him. He feared that if he kept his hand on the babe a moment longer, he might be consumed by its fiery purity. With a startled gasp, Elior jerked his arm away.
His mind raced with questions. What had just happened to me?
Elior staggered backward, his hands clutching his chest in fear that he had been burned. But to his relief, nothing had changed. He was unharmed. Before him, however, hovered a shimmering glow—glorious and radiant. The Lord’s light!
He stepped back from the birthplace and pondered. The tiny babe sneezed, blinked adorably, and buried his brow into His mother's bosom. Somehow, Elior realized, all of God was right there within the little child!
Finally, it all made sense. This is how it had to be. The LORD of Heaven would save the world by humbly submitting to it.
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With a burst of joy, the angel let out a laugh. To the ears of Joseph and Mary, it sounded like a nightingale singing its twilight song. But to the heavens, it was an anthem of worship.
As Elior laughed, he heard the LORD whisper in his heart: "I love the world so much that I am giving My only begotten Son—Jesus Christ."
The angel froze. Giving? Elior stared at the sweet, innocent babe. What would this mean for the child? What would it cost Him? Would Jesus Christ’s end on Earth be as humble—or even more humble—than this beginning?
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He pondered these questions, but as he looked at the babe, all his worries faded away.
With awe, Elior whispered to himself, “The LORD is good. He is holy!
This was how it was meant to be. God knew exactly what He was doing, even if Elior couldn’t fully comprehend it.
Elior smiled at the magnificent child and bowed until his forehead touched the ground. "I trust you, LORD," he declared softly.
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With a cheerful sigh, Elior rose to his feet. It was time to fulfill his heavenly duty. It was time to shine the light for all to see.
If this babe was going to pay the price for all mankind—if the LORD was truly giving His only begotten Son—then all humanity needed to know. "Let them come and see!" Elior cried. "Let them all come and adore the Christ child!"
Elior took the radiant light in his hands, feeling its warmth like a comforting fire. Elior gazed up at the heavens, where billions of stars twinkled praises in their celestial spheres.
It was time to add one more.
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Elior soared high into the heavens, cradling the light in his arms. Upon reaching the celestial heights, he carefully positioned it among the stars, making it shine brighter than all the other stars above the Earth.
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High above the birthplace of Christ, the star shone brightly, visible across distant lands and faraway countries. Elior kept watch over the majestic child and tended to the magnificent star of God. People everywhere who beheld the star marveled at the sign of Jesus' arrival.
The Holy Bible later tells that when shepherds and wise men saw the star, they were filled with great joy and traveled from afar to witness the Savior.
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While Elior watched the star over the following months, his dear friend Felipe appeared before him. "I told you the LORD is good," Felipe said with a smile.
"Yes, indeed, He is," Elior responded. Felipe pointed to Bethlehem below. "Do you understand more now?" he asked. Elior pondered for a moment before replying. "Not entirely. But I see how the LORD uses broken things for His glory. And that gives me hope."
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As Elior's duties neared their end, he sensed the true work was beginning. In a few decades, when Christ Jesus would face great suffering on the Cross of Calvary, Elior and the heavenly host would stand to watch, ready, even if they didn't fully understand.
This is the true meaning of Christmas. Before the gifts, trees with twinkling lights, and joyous carols, a baby boy was born in a humble manger on a silent night. Everything about Jesus' birth was lowly and humble, yet it was the LORD's plan. It astonished the world then, and it continues to amaze us now.
This is the miracle we celebrate at Christmas: The LORD of Heaven gave His only begotten Son so that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. Jesus Christ takes what is dirty and broken and makes it something beautiful. Jesus makes all things new.
So do not worry, and don't be afraid.
Jesus Christ is good, and Jesus is the light of the world.
This Christmas, look to Christ and remember: When things seem confusing, perhaps the LORD is guiding you to trust Him and believe in the wonders of the living Word.
Have you ever wondered how Christmas began, before the gifts, the trees, and the singing of joyful carols?
Long before the start of Christmas traditions, and even before the creation of time and space, before angels flew and sang praises, the LORD was already present. He had a wonderful plan to save our world from sin.
The LORD knew the world would need salvation. So, He began a plan so magnifical that the angels would desire to understand.
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Among the multitude of angels was one named Elior, who was quiet, gentle, and kind. Little did he know, he was about to do a very special task for the LORD—for Christmas, that would change the world forever.
Up in the heavens, beyond the clouds and stars, the LORD sent out a call to all the angels:
Come before the throne for a most AMAZING declaration!
Far away in the expanse of space, Elior was hard at work when the call arrived. Until then, Elior had kept busy with one particular task: changing star bulbs. Elior's delightful duty was to swap out the old bulbs for new ones, ensuring the universe remained aglow.
Stars don't shine forever. Some flicker out like candles. Yet, not all of them fade away; only the ones Elior doesn't reach in time, or those the LORD chooses to dim.
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When the call came, Elior rushed beyond the shining stars and ascended up to Heaven. He swiftly passed over the golden streets and found his dearest angel friend, Sulvan, beaming with a smile like never before.
"Have you heard?" Felipe asked.
"No," responded Elior.
"Oh, it's wonderful news!" Felipe proclaimed. "The Good News!"
"Tell me!" Elior begged. "What is it?"
But all his friend could say was, "You'll find out soon enough."
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The two angels went before the LORD's throne with a crowd of angels. It was a high and lofty throne! The throne of the LORD God Almighty!
Elior joined Felipe and the other angels, eagerly awaiting the good news. Nearby, Elior could see the cherubim—magnificent creatures waving their wings before the throne of God.
Before them all, the brightest light, brighter than all the stars, shone from the throne. Every creature, including Elior and Sulvan, cried in joyful praises.
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Suddenly, a thunderous boom shook the place, and everyone fell silent. The LORD’s powerful voice declared, “THE TIME HAS COME TO PROCLAIM THE ACCEPTABLE YEAR OF THE LORD, TO COMFORT ALL THAT MOURN!
At these words, Elior cried out with great joy.
The time of salvation!
The battle against evil was finally going to be won!
Elior and Felipe stood in awe as the LORD's voice thundered again. Their hearts filled with anticipation and joy as the LORD called forth the names of angels. Each angel stepped forward one by one to receive their special instructions, ready to journey to Earth and prepare all things for the grand plan.
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Then Elior heard his name spoken:
ELIOR.
He couldn't help but tremble with excitement at the sound of his name.
Mustering all his courage, he fluttered his angel legs forth, stepping forward and bowing gracefully.
"Yes, my LORD?" he said.
Elior listened as his orders were given. Like a child eagerly waiting to open a gift, he could barely contain his excitement, his mind buzzing with hope.
Could it be true?
After so much pain and sadness… would the enemy finally be defeated?
And if so, how?
After he received all his commands, Elior bowed again and returned to his place beside Sulvan.
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His friend leaned over to curiously ask him, "What is your first task from the LORD?"
Elior repeated it to himself and frowned. "The LORD instructed me to go to the city of Rome." Elior was confused. "But didn't the prophets say everything would happen in Bethlehem?"
"Yes, indeed," Felipe replied. "I was the one who shared that news with them!"
Elior closed his eyes. "Then there is nothing to worry about," he said. "If it's the will of the LORD, then it is good."
Felipe nodded with a warm smile. "Welcome to the grand adventure, my friend. Let's go forth, and I promise to help you along the way."
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Elior and Felipe hurried from the glorious throne, flying past the wonderous sights of Heaven. Down they descended until they reached Earth, heading towards the towering stone buildings among the bustling streets of Rome.
Elior felt a bit nervous as he neared the streets. After so many years, he was used to being alone among the stars, where it was quiet and peaceful. But Earth? It was a noisy place, crowded with lots of people. "I've never worked with humans before," he admitted. "They might look like us but don’t act like us."
“That's true," Felipe agreed. "Sadly, so many don't follow the LORD's commands."
"I trust the LORD,” Elior said, “but I don't understand how this city and its ruler are part of His plan to save the world."
Felipe reaffirmed him, "If the LORD says it's part of the plan, then we can trust Him." Then Sulvan's tone turned serious. "Now here we are in the mighty city of Rome—where, sadly, the people don't even know Him as LORD!"
Elior interrupted, "I can see they mock Him with lots of idols and stone statues!"
"Listen carefully," Felipe said calmly. "I've been delivering the LORD's word to humans for a long time, and it's never a pretty task."
"Never?" Elior echoed.
"You have to trust the LORD completely," Felipe said.
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Dark clouds quickly began covering the sky above Rome, and thunder roared. Rain poured down, and all the people rushed to find cover. Elior and Felipe disguised themselves in thick fog. They swiftly darted through the palace entrance, unnoticed by the guards. Inside, they rushed along the halls and chambers like a gust of wind, flickering the light torches.
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Deep within the palace, they found the ruler of Rome reclining on a pile of plush pillows in a dimly lit chamber. He was eating on a lavish spread of fruits and freshly baked breads. A royal crown of green laurel rested atop his head.
With his angelic vision, Elior could see the ruler's body as well as his spirit. Ah, what a sad sight! The ruler appeared clean and beautiful on the outside, but his spirit was dirty inside. His heart was stained with pride and greed. There was no love or respect for the LORD. Elior frowned with sadness.
"How can this ruler be part of the LORD's plan?" Elior questioned with disbelief.
"The LORD's ways are greater," Felipe reminded him gently. Then, with a soft nudge, Felipe urged Elior forward: "Now go."
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Elior sighed and turned toward the ruler. Like a shadow in the room, Elior glided beside the Roman ruler as he munched on the savory delights before him.
Leaning close, Elior whispered in Caesar's ear, "Census!"
Midway through a bite of mango, the ruler blinked and looked around the room. He called out, "Guards? Is anyone here?" But there was no answer. Alone in the quiet chamber, the only thing he could hear was a new idea within his mind:
"If I make people pay more taxes in the kingdom…" he murmured to himself, smiling at the thought of more money. The idea thrilled him, and with a greedy grin, he took another bite of fruit, dreaming of the new wealth and power he could gain.
Felipe and Elior flew out of the palace, their mission accomplished. Meanwhile, Caesar Augustus was left alone, thinking about his selfish plan.
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Many days passed while the angels waited for their next assignment from the LORD. One warm, sunny day, they stood near the sparkling shores of the Mediterranean Sea, watching seagulls play on the waves. Gazing over the sea, Elior curiously asked Sulvan, "Do you know the LORD's whole plan to save the world?"
The angel gently shook his head. "No," he replied, "but I've learned that the LORD's good work on Earth often comes with challenges and tears because evil lurks in every shadow.
Elior pondered Sulvan’s words while watching a seagull emerge from the water. Felipe continued to explain, "Things work differently here on Earth. Sometimes it's hard to see the Lord's ways, but His ways always prevail."
Felipe placed a comforting hand on Elior's shoulders. "Whatever the LORD asks of you, do it faithfully, for He is good."
"I will," Elior promised, though tiny clouds of doubt drifted through his mind. He wanted to ask more, but the word good echoed in his mind.
Was any of this truly "good?"
Was nudging Caesar to enrich himself really "good?"
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Despite his doubts, Elior chose to trust the LORD’s good plan. "I will follow the LORD’s commands," he reaffirmed.
"Splendid," Felipe declared. "Now that I've helped you with your task in Rome, I must return to the heavens to help Angel Gabriel with a pair of unsuspecting parents."
Elior felt a pang of sadness. "I don't want you to leave," he said. Softly, he added, "I don't understand things down here."
Felipe hugged Elior close. "And you never will fully understand," he said gently. "Just remember, the LORD is good."
Elior felt a tear welling up in his eyes. In a flash of lightning, Felipe was gone, leaving Elior alone for his next task.
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As days turned into months, Caesar's decree spread throughout the Roman Empire, prompting millions of people to prepare for the grand census.
When the angel Elior arrived in the small town of Bethlehem, he saw many people upset and complaining about the changes. "Everyone back to where you were born!" hollered a woman in the market. A man with a booming voice yelled, "Doesn't the ruler know the trouble he's causing?" A woman selling figs called out, "It's all so Caesar can take more taxes from us."
Unbeknownst to the people, Elior disguised himself as a humble beggar in ragged, worn robes. This allowed him to move freely through the streets unnoticed without anyone interrupting his next mission.
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Elior turned a corner and stepped through a heavy wooden door. It closed behind him with a soft thud. A bearded man, sweeping the floor, greeted him.
"Is this the Bethlehem Star Inn?" Elior asked, looking around curiously.
The innkeeper glanced up. "Do you need a room?"
"Oh no," Elior chuckled, stepping closer to a table. "I'm here to share God's kindness with His people."
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Elior extended his hand, and suddenly, twenty shiny gold coins tumbled out of his sleeve with a loud clatter onto a table.
The innkeeper’s eyes widened. He picked up a few coins, inspecting them closely, suspicion in his gaze. Elior smiled warmly. “They’re real gold,” he assured him.
These coins are for helping poor travelers," Elior explained. "Many will arrive without a penny, needing a place to stay. You are to use this money to give them a place to rest."
The innkeeper scratched his head, puzzled, "But why?"
"Because the LORD wants your inn to be full of people who need help," Elior said with a smile.
The innkeeper's face softened with curiosity. "He does?"
"Yes," Elior nodded, his eyes sincere. "Many people are traveling far because of the census. They'll be tired and in need. You're to welcome and help them."
With a newfound understanding and a glimmer of hope in his eyes, the innkeeper nodded eagerly, a smile blossoming. "Okay. I will. You can count on me."
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Elar thanked him and slipped out the door into the wind.
His second task was done, but it left him feeling puzzled. Why fill up the inns in the town of Bethlehem? It didn't make sense.
Elior felt a surge of frustration welling up within him. Everything he had done seemed to make things worse instead of helping the LORD's arrival on Earth. Had he misunderstood the instructions? He didn’t understand.
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Outside the inn, Elior only had a few steps to reach his third and final destination. Yet each step felt like a never-ending journey, as if he were walking through the pages of time itself. His mind swirled with confusion, still puzzled by the task he had just completed.
Don't doubt the LORD, he reminded himself. Trust Him, for He is good!
Elior knew bits and pieces of the LORD’s plan. "A virgin shall conceive," he whispered, quoting a scripture to himself, "bear a Son, and shall call His name Immanuel." With every slow step, joyful anticipation began to bubble up inside him. The LORD Himself was somehow descending to Earth to save the world!
"But where?" he muttered aloud, wrinkling his nose at the foul stench from a nearby heap of garbage. Such a place hardly seemed fitting for the King of kings.
Perhaps, he thought, this final task will explain everything.
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Turning into the alley behind the Bethlehem Star Inn, Elior's eyes widened in astonishment. The path narrowed until it met a solid wall of rock, where a small cave had been hewed out, creating a shadowy, dim space. Strange smells filled the air, ones he had never smelled before.
He heard a soft sound, like a gentle moan. Suddenly, a pair of eyes gleamed from the dark shadows.
It was a cow!
Then came the sounds of bleating, and Elior spotted fluffy sheep with their coats matted and dirty.
It was a makeshift stable roughly hewn into the side of the hill.
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Elior gasped. How could the LORD have anything to do with a place like this?
In this messy world, shouldn't the LORD arrive in a grand palace adorned with majesty? How could He choose such a lowly place?
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A wave of emotion washed over Elior, and he began to sob deeply. Tears flowed down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry for not understanding," Elior cried. "You are too good for this, LORD. You are holy!"
Covering his face, Elior continued to weep. Then, between sobs, a tender voice pierced through the darkness, "Are you alright, sir?"
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Startled, Elior raised his gaze and brushed away the tears blurring his vision. Before him stood a little farm boy at the cave’s entrance, wearing an old tunic, its fabric torn and dirty.
"I didn't see you," Elior said. "Are these your animals?"
The boy shook his head. "They belong to my father. We're staying in the city for the census."
“Where is your father?” Elior asked.
"He's out looking for grain and hay. There's no food," the boy replied.
Elior pointed to the cave. "Sure, there's plenty of food. Look behind you."
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As the boy turned around, his eyes widened in astonishment. In a quiet flash of the LORD's glorious power, piles of grain and hay appeared, neatly stacked along the dark, stony wall. There was more than enough food to keep the animals fed for many days and enough hay to keep a sleeping baby comfortable for many nights.
"God is good!" the boy exclaimed. As he marveled at the miracle, the angel vanished with a gentle whisper of wind. When the boy turned back to thank him, he found himself alone. The world seemed to hold its breath as if it were keeping a secret just for him.
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Meanwhile, Bethlehem grew crowded with travelers from far and wide. Among them would soon be a man named Joseph and his espoused wife, Mary, being great with child.
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In Heaven, a joyous celebration erupted, with loud cheers echoing majestically. Angels, cherubim, and all the heavenly hosts joined in rejoicing. From the throne of the LORD, a radiant light reflected shimmering colors of every kind. The time had finally come!
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At the center of it all, the LORD stood upon His throne, His presence filling Heaven with majesty. Every angel, including Elior, bowed their heads to the floor in reverence.
Then the LORD's voice thundered across Heaven: I WILL DWELL AMONG THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL. I WILL NOT FORSAKE MY PEOPLE.
With powerful, beautiful voices, the cherubim sang in unison, filling the air with heavenly music: "Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!"
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Then, the LORD spoke again, and Elior's heart skipped a beat as his name echoed through the crowds.
ELIOR.
The angel froze.
What word would he receive?
Elior stepped forward, bowing before the glorious presence of the LORD.
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A wondrous calm washed over Elior as he listened to the LORD's voice. To his amazement, the LORD was encouraging him! The word was good, hopeful, and true!
Then the LORD declared, I HAVE ANOTHER TASK FOR YOU.
"Yes, LORD!" Elior responded eagerly. "Whatever You command!"
The LORD spoke, and Elior listened intently.
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As the LORD finished declaring the new instructions, His glory filled the place like a thick cloud and a fire infolding itself. Suddenly, no one could stand before His presence, and all fell in awe, worshipping and praising Him.
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The LORD seated Himself on His throne, and as He did, another light shone out from Him—radiant, descending like a comet from Heaven to the Earth. As it descended, it sent out waves of love and peace until it gradually faded from sight.
Elior lifted his head toward the throne and heard the command: GO.
With a heart brimming with joy, Elior sprang up and departed from the throne, eager to fulfill his task.
The time had come!
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Elior felt as if he might burst with excitement. The LORD was going to save the world! Yet, how this would unfold remained a mystery, filling the jittery angel with wonder.
Elior hurried to catch up with the radiant light streaking through the vast expanse of space. The light zoomed past grand palaces, flashed past sinful temples, and glowed upon the stone columns of mighty fortresses. Then, at a distance, it faded to a tiny point and vanished.
Elior flew after it like a gust of wind into the silent streets of Bethlehem. As the light faded from view, he landed on the ground, finding himself once again in the humble alley behind the Bethlehem Star Inn. The city slept under the blanket of night, with only the soft chirping of insects breaking the silence.
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Searching eagerly for any sign of the heavenly radiance, Elior called out, "Where are You?" He scanned the darkness, hoping to catch a glimpse of the light.
Then he saw it. The light, incredibly tiny, pulsed faintly within the dim cave. A soft yet clear sound met his ears—the cry of a newborn baby. Elior smiled and walked toward it.
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Inside, cradled in his mother’s loving arms, lay the child. His wails were softened by the fur of the animals huddled about Him. Elior crouched, invisible to the parents, and reached toward the child. "My Lord!" he whispered.
Could it be?" he wondered. "Could the great LORD GOD ALMIGHTY, the Creator of Heaven and Earth, truly dwell within this tiny baby boy?
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Elior slowly reached out and touched the child's forehead. Instantly, a warm tingling spread up his arm like waves of virtue coming from the baby. Despite the urge to pull away, he remained still. The realization that he was touching the face of God was beyond his wildest imagination.
For indeed, he was touching the Lord Himself, and something extraordinary was happening. The sensation was a swirl of love and peace, a symphony of light, unlike anything Elior had ever experienced. He felt himself bathed in the very source of the child’s light.
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In that instant, Elior felt overwhelmed by the power radiating from the child, as if the very essence of virtue was blazing through him. He feared that if he kept his hand on the babe a moment longer, he might be consumed by its fiery purity. With a startled gasp, Elior jerked his arm away.
His mind raced with questions. What had just happened to me?
Elior staggered backward, his hands clutching his chest in fear that he had been burned. But to his relief, nothing had changed. He was unharmed. Before him, however, hovered a shimmering glow—glorious and radiant. The Lord’s light!
He stepped back from the birthplace and pondered. The tiny babe sneezed, blinked adorably, and buried his brow into His mother's bosom. Somehow, Elior realized, all of God was right there within the little child!
Finally, it all made sense. This is how it had to be. The LORD of Heaven would save the world by humbly submitting to it.
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With a burst of joy, the angel let out a laugh. To the ears of Joseph and Mary, it sounded like a nightingale singing its twilight song. But to the heavens, it was an anthem of worship.
As Elior laughed, he heard the LORD whisper in his heart: "I love the world so much that I am giving My only begotten Son—Jesus Christ."
The angel froze. Giving? Elior stared at the sweet, innocent babe. What would this mean for the child? What would it cost Him? Would Jesus Christ’s end on Earth be as humble—or even more humble—than this beginning?
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He pondered these questions, but as he looked at the babe, all his worries faded away.
With awe, Elior whispered to himself, “The LORD is good. He is holy!
This was how it was meant to be. God knew exactly what He was doing, even if Elior couldn’t fully comprehend it.
Elior smiled at the magnificent child and bowed until his forehead touched the ground. "I trust you, LORD," he declared softly.
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With a cheerful sigh, Elior rose to his feet. It was time to fulfill his heavenly duty. It was time to shine the light for all to see.
If this babe was going to pay the price for all mankind—if the LORD was truly giving His only begotten Son—then all humanity needed to know. "Let them come and see!" Elior cried. "Let them all come and adore the Christ child!"
Elior took the radiant light in his hands, feeling its warmth like a comforting fire. Elior gazed up at the heavens, where billions of stars twinkled praises in their celestial spheres.
It was time to add one more.
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Elior soared high into the heavens, cradling the light in his arms. Upon reaching the celestial heights, he carefully positioned it among the stars, making it shine brighter than all the other stars above the Earth.
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High above the birthplace of Christ, the star shone brightly, visible across distant lands and faraway countries. Elior kept watch over the majestic child and tended to the magnificent star of God. People everywhere who beheld the star marveled at the sign of Jesus' arrival.
The Holy Bible later tells that when shepherds and wise men saw the star, they were filled with great joy and traveled from afar to witness the Savior.
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While Elior watched the star over the following months, his dear friend Felipe appeared before him. "I told you the LORD is good," Felipe said with a smile.
"Yes, indeed, He is," Elior responded. Felipe pointed to Bethlehem below. "Do you understand more now?" he asked. Elior pondered for a moment before replying. "Not entirely. But I see how the LORD uses broken things for His glory. And that gives me hope."
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As Elior's duties neared their end, he sensed the true work was beginning. In a few decades, when Christ Jesus would face great suffering on the Cross of Calvary, Elior and the heavenly host would stand to watch, ready, even if they didn't fully understand.
This is the true meaning of Christmas. Before the gifts, trees with twinkling lights, and joyous carols, a baby boy was born in a humble manger on a silent night. Everything about Jesus' birth was lowly and humble, yet it was the LORD's plan. It astonished the world then, and it continues to amaze us now.
This is the miracle we celebrate at Christmas: The LORD of Heaven gave His only begotten Son so that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. Jesus Christ takes what is dirty and broken and makes it something beautiful. Jesus makes all things new.
So do not worry, and don't be afraid.
Jesus Christ is good, and Jesus is the light of the world.
This Christmas, look to Christ and remember: When things seem confusing, perhaps the LORD is guiding you to trust Him and believe in the wonders of the living Word.