Imagine this:
“All right, listen up you guys!” The chattering of hundreds of angel voices calmed slightly but the bantering still went on.
“Come on. Quiet! Look up here!”
The head angel, a stern-looking fellow about 6’8” tall, clapped his hands and reluctantly the angels turned from their animated conversations to listen to their leader.
In the back stood two angels who had been friends, it seemed like forever. Let’s call them Clyde and Fred. Fred was as big as his chief but didn’t think quite as fast. Clyde ran to the skinny side and it was rare that his mouth was quiet for more than 59 seconds at a time. Continue reading
