Once Lucifer, before the fall, picked up his brush to paint,
“I think that I will really try to make what is an ain’t!”
So dip he did into his hues of black and gray and white,
and with a giggle gleefully glopped everything in sight.
A swarthy swish, a dribbly dab, and wuz became a wuzn’t.
He saw an angel passing by and blurred him to a smudgeon.
“Just wait ‘til God gets hold of you!” the angel warned the imp,
“Cause when He does you bet it won’t be MY wings that get clipped!”
“Oh, don’t be such a fuddy dud. I’m just a havin’ fun.
A slight redecoratin’ never has hurt anyone!”
So off Luce went with brush in hand to find another victim
when Michael came and, yep, you’re right. The little devil picked him.
“Oh, no, you don’t!” and Michael grabbed to keep the imp from slingin’.
A quick side step saved brush and pail, but stumbling dipped a wing in.
A few quick flips and paint was flicked all over pre-creation.
The rumble that ensued became a heavenly sensation.
Cherubs gathered all around to see the sloppy action
as Michael and the Lucifer became the main attraction.
Paint ball parties now can’t hold a candle to that chaos,
a swirling, twirling hurricane of black and white and gray dots.
Then Gabriel yelled, “Now, cut it out! You’ll get us all in trouble!
Give me that paint! Give me that brush, and stop this on the double!”
Well, you can guess, he got his wish. He got the paint and bucket
but way too soon for him to see he really should have ducked it.
So on it went, the paint melee, the Devil’s glopping glory,
a churning mess without a rest, but there’s more to this story.
You see, obedience is the key to God’s High Holy Plan.
You’ll find no beauty, find no art without the Great I Am.
God took the brush with just One Word as all looked on in wonder
amidst the imp’s destructive spree and selfish plunder blunders.
That brush in God’s great mighty Hand soon shriveled into dust,
and all commotion that had been grew silent, mute, and hushed.
Each held his breath, bowed to the Lord, in awe and fear and shudders
as not one wing dared to arise in halo tickling flutters.
The silence reigned without a sound. All braced for what was coming.
They waited—waited--waited more. It really was alarming.
Quite cautiously each eye was raised. None dared know what to think.
Then suddenly God turned around and gave them all a wink!
“You want to paint? Create some art? I understand that passion.
Now take a lesson. Gather round, and see what I will fashion!”
A trembling from the innermost of all the formless void
began to rumble through the mess, a hint of coming glory.
God raised His arms and breathed upon the face of darkened seas.
And with a smile and one more wink, He then said, “LET THERE BE!”
Those words went forth in blooming hues that burst in dazzling Light,
and all the angels sparkled too as Day broke through the Night.
All Heaven cheered to see the Art that poured from God’s great Hand.
Such vibrance never had been since eternity began!
God’s laughter rang and life appeared with fins and feet and paws
as cherubs chattered with delight and broke into applause.
Then one more time a whispered hush descended by God’s Hand
as God Himself knelt in the earth and formed His Art named ‘Man’.
The eyes of Heaven looked upon this masterpiece God formed
and watched in awe as God’s own Breath gave Life to flesh new born.
But Lucifer, unlike the rest, sneered at the reformed dirt
and kicked at stardust in the sky’s dark corner where he lurked.
“Talk about art!” arch Michael said, “Now THAT is how it’s done!
Next time you feel like paintin’ just remember Lesson One.”
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