Prokhor Ozornin - On the Wings of Hope - Prose

And, having learnt about Him, among all of them living life simple and modest, people began to come to Him. One after another they came and asked.

And the priest shouted to Him : “I banish you, unholy one ! Not of you did yours crucified Son told us, and not you we were waiting for. And not even did we wait for you, for no need for God living and just we need. And is it appropriate for a God great to live in a hole pitiful, and try not to drag in paradise for gold, as we did ? Disappear, impostor !”

And the politician laughed at Him : “Here you are, preaching honesty, living not in mansions imperial. Better look as we, deceiving others, have built palaces ! Therefore study from us, while we share this wisdom of life with you !“

And the sick, humiliated and offended ones came : “There is no justice in the world of yours ever !”, - they shouted to Him. – “We have given you our stones, constantly dragged by us, expecting heavenly wings in return – and where is a fulfillment of our desires ? Or are you not the Almighty, as they say ?”

And proud ones came to Him, and silently spat in Him, before others flaunting.

And cruel ones came to Him, and to finish Him off they threatened.

And clever ones came to Him, and to enter senseless philosophical disputes they tried.

And sly ones came to Him, and tried to catch Him on a word said.

And simple ones came to Him, and were filled their souls with wisdom of His words.

And seeking ones came to Him, and with joy their hearts were lighted up, for they have found at the long last.

And just ones came to Him, and silently submissively bow down before Him.

And pure ones came to Him, and fire of their spirit shined even brightly for they were staying nearby Him.

He accepted them all, refusing no one. For how is it possible to refuse to the children, coming to their Father ?

But somewhere on a joint of the worlds, invisible to an eye of human, enormous clocks keep ticking, measuring the time until the Judgment Day, the day of estimation. The Moment Of Truth.

But still loved did the God his children – and lived in their world near them for the time being. And the chance was given to everyone…

But all this was later, much later. Even though time has no meaning for Immortal ones.

But for now the God was sitting under a huge shady tree on the planet Earth – and was dreaming. He was dreaming of the new wonderful worlds …

09.10.2010

- Yes ? – my snow-white Guardian Angel turned to me and smiled warmly. – Have you called for me ?

- I … hm …. to tell the truth, I wasn’t totally confident that you were listening to me, - I mumbled.

- I always do listen to you and hear you, - Angel said. – But you currently, unfortunately, not.

- So … do you want to say that you have nothing like lunch break or anything like that ? – I was surprised.

- No, - replied Angel. – I have need for neither sleep, nor rest. It’s you, people, who prefer to sleep with eyes open widely.

- You mean that you are always at work ? – I guessed.

- Well, yes, - my darling Angel replied indulgently. – I am in a service to the God.

- And how do you fare there … well, in general ? – I found nothing better than to ask that.

- Well and good, - Angel answered. – Dry and warm. Even though there are no millions options to choose from here. It’s you, mankind, who will soon have to choose at last.

- To choose what, exactly ? – I asked.

- Destiny. Life or death. God or Devil. Light or Darkness. Whatever you name it, the essence stays the same. Well …, - and Angel became silent for a second – you, fortunately, understand that well.

- I do, - I answered. – A pity, though, that I don’t always hear you.

- It’s all in your powers and in desire, - and Angel smiled again. – Such is my job, actually, to always hear you and help you to find the God.

- And what prevents you from doing that right now ? – I made my next question.

- Him, mostly, - and Angel has shown his wing on the left. – Well, and sometimes you too, when start doing nonsense.

- Who’s that, him ? – I asked hastily, and only then have noticed the Imp, standing nearby, - that black one ?

- Well, it’s only now he looks like that, - replied my Angel. – But he’s able to pretend to look as oh-so-white in times, like chameleon. – See, how he stares at me right now ? – and Angel smiled warmly and pointed his wing to the left again.

- I take it that he’s angry ? – I questioned my Angel.

- Yes, he’s like that, from time to time. He has his job too, after all. And he’s too will be judged, as well as all of us.

- Judged in what sense ? – I misunderstood.

- Oh, you don’t know yet, do you ? – my Angel was surprised. – There will be a revision of Universe soon, and the Dread Judgment of the Lord, as you call it. – I would, however, rather name it Just Judgment.

- And what will be after the Judgment ? – I asked.

- Life or death, - replied Angel, - for you, for me, and for him – and he pointed his wing on Imp once again.

- You mean, you can die too ? – I was stunned, - are Angels not immortal ?

- Not for the Judgment. – If the Tempter of any man, guarded my ones, similar to me, prevails, the Tempter survives, and Angel and the man become history. If the Guardian Angel prevails – than he as well as his ward survive, and the Tempter become history instead. It’s that simple. Such is the Court.

- And the people, who have turned to the path of evil, betray their Angels as well ? – I was terrified.

- Alas, indeed. And try to feel now, - and my beautiful Angel stirringly looked into my eyes, - how it’s – to die for immortal one ?

- And … how many Angels are going to die like that ?

- Under preliminary forecasts – many, - and Angel sighted sorrowfully. – But … and he became inspired once again, - everything can still be changed.

- If people will hear their Angels and step away from the dark path ? – I questioned.

- Yes, - Angel said, - if they would prevail over their nature. There is very little time left, - he added.

- Little time left ?

- When clock’s arrows will be on the top, - and Angel has become silent for a moment, - very interesting events will start to happen.

- The world will be changing ?

- Definitely.

- Can I help people realize what is awaiting them ? – I asked hopefully.

- Certainly. It’s all in your forces and in the hands of God. And I, too, won’t abandon you, for certain.

- How I do love you, my pure Angel ! – I have exclaimed with tears in the eyes.

- I know, - he smiled mildly. - Come to me, allow me to embrace you in my wings.

- Thank you, Angel, thank you so much for hearing me and caring of me ! Let us never part from each other !

- Yes, let it be so, - my Angel has tenderly answered, gently covering me with his white wings. – Let’s start to always hear each other in the long last…

20.10.2010

There lived people in the world, and sadly and burdensome have they been living. From the birth did they desire something unusual, magical. A holiday of joy of life did they want to come, yet were incapable to create it themselves. And thus world of theirs was grayish and boring, and sadly they have lived. But some of them yet dreamed in hearts of theirs of the great Miracle, the finest of all they have met. Such a Miracle, from beholding of which their eyes would start shining, and their hearts would light up with a fire of faith. And so these dreaming ones have begged the heavens, asking to console hearts of theirs, and to give them the great Miracle to remember it forevermore, thus keeping the faith in their hearts eternally.