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And,
the armies
of heaven,
arrayed in
fine linen,
white and pure,
followed Him
on
white horses.
[Revelation 19:14]
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It's the day of the
Day-of-The-Lord. All the
saints, and their horses,
are following The Lord Jesus
into Final Battle.
It's the Biggest Day
in History.
The Lord is riding up at the
Front of the Line: following
directly behind are the
Archangel Michael, whose
horse is named 'Majestic',
and Gabriel, whose horse
is named 'Spirit'.
The Lord's horse has a name
but nobody knows it....yet.
Everyone's horse is
white, although some are
off-white, and some have
a brown blobby spot: here
and there. Only one
horse though, a plump
white horse with a heart-
shaped-brown-spot over her
big white nose,
has a medium-sized white wicker
cart filled with all kinds of
goodies and earth-supplies
for her saintly-owner,
attached to her plump white
rump. This particular well-
fed, big-brown-eyed, sweet-mannered
lady horse is also the slowest-moving,
out of the whole Herd of
The Angelic Host.
She's the 2nd-to-the-last
horse in line.
And, her name is Daisy.
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[CALM, GENTLE VOICE.]
"Archangel....MICHAEL."
(Angelic voice, neither
melodious nor musical:
heavily-accented.)
"Yes,
My LORD!"
[CALM, COMMANDING
VOICE.]
"Go to the end of the Line....
and, do a walk-about:
around all the saints, and
their Charge-Angels."
(Immediate, intensely
spoken reply: full of
passionate love,
and humble obedience.)
"YES,
MY LORD!"
(Without missing a hoof-
beat, the Archangel's horse,
Majestic, immediately steps
out of the front of the Line,
and begins turning around:
one sparkling-white hoof
in front of the other.
Majestic, the only angelic
horse with wings,
is tightly-muscular
and immensely tall: pure-white,
with a rainbow-colored halo;
and flowing mane of
sparkling pure-gold tendrils,
and proudly held golden tail.
His heavenly wings are high and erect:
sparkling gold threads shimmering
within pure-whte feathers,
and gold-tipped, beveled edges.
Majestic's heavily lashed, green-
speckled eyes are never closed; just
like the Archangel, he needs no sleep
or nap. Majestic never whinnys.....
or stumbles. The huge stallion
gives off the scent of his master:
strong and rich, with the smell of a
burning campfire in the middle of a
moonlit summer's night...high up in the
mountains of a pine forest.
Majestic doesn't need a bridle,
though he wears one
of pure gold and red velvet;
his muscular flanks are covered
with a red velvet horse-blanket
and thick, heavy golden sadde.
Majestic's pure-white head
is always held high, and his
long, elegant nose is never
seen in a feed-bag:
his only desire to please his master....
whose only desire
is to please his Master.)
(All the saints, somberly
quiet and solemnly caught-up
in the moment of the Big Day.....
barely notice the Hugely Handsome Angel,
whose statuesque Wings top
over all the others',
sternly and silently riding
past them on his muscular,
and magnificently Majestic
horse.)
(All: except one.)
"PSST! PSST!
HEY!
RAPHAELO!"
"WHAT'S A' MATTER......JULIE?"
(Julie ....who's almost
falling out of her faux-
leather saddle....trying
to stretch her plump neck,
as far out as she can, to
see the Unbelievably Handsome Angel.)
"LOOK!
UP.....THERE!
AT THE FRONT OF THE LINE!
IS THAT.....
WHO I THINK.....
IT IS?"
(Raphaelo, the little Charge-
Angel, who is riding behind
his guardian'ee on horseback,
squints up ahead. Raphaelo, who's
never ridden on a horse
before, squirms in the
tandem-saddle: his plump
angel-butt is already very
sore, and the Trip down
to Earth isn't half-over,
yet.)
"WHO."
(Raphaelo's guardian'ee
saint-Julie, who is trying
to gracefully ride her horse
Daisy....and failing miserably.....
turns around in her saddle,
to poke her Guardian-Charge-Angel.)
"RIGHT THERE!
DON'T YA SEE?
ISN'T THAT.....
WHO I THINK.....IT IS?"
(Little Raphaelo leans
forward a bit in the faux-
leather tandem saddle,
behind his guardian'ee.)
(He squints, sleepily.)
"Oh, YEAH.
That's MICHAEL."
(Sleepy-nod.)
"He's the Angel-in-CHARGE."
(Julie's mouth falls open.)
"WOW..............
WOW.
WOW........
wow..........."
(Raphaelo yawns;
he was just about to take
a little saddle-nap,
when his guardian'ee
had woken him up.)
"JULIE! QUIT POKIN'
ME! MICHAEL'S just
another....ANGEL..!"
(Julie's mouth is hanging
open. For one very brief,
very blessed moment,
she's totally speechless.)
"WOW.........WOW......
WOW........
HOLY BALOGNA*!"
(Another human-voice can
be heard: muffled somewhat,
by the munching of an Entenmann's
breakfast-cake.)
"HEY, JULIE!
DO YA SEE HIM?
DO YA SEE HIM?
ISN'T THAT WHAT'S-
HIS-NAME?"
"YEAH........!
YEAH.....LYNN!
YEAH.......!
WOW.......!
wow......"
(Entenmann's-muffled-
voice: mouth full.)
"DAMN!
WHAT A HUNK!"
(Julie, grabbing a zip-loc
bag of pretzels from her
angelic-gauzy-caftan pocket,
laughs.)
"LYNN!
WE'RE SAINTS, NOW!
WE'RE NOT SUPPOSED
TO CUSS!"
"DAMN!
HECK!
WHAT A HUNK!"
"YA THINK HE'S GOT
AN ANGEL.........
GIRLFRIEND?"
"NAH!
ANGELS ARE NEUTERED!"
(Munch.)
"JUST LIKE US, NOW!"
(Julie stuffs another
mini-pretzel in her mouth.)
"WELL, HOW COME
I'M....... FEELIN'
ANYTHING?"
(Lynn shrugs. Her big
horse, Big Joe, whinnys
irritably, as Daisy, being
inexpertly led by her
mistress-Julie, bumps
her big white nose into
Big Joe's brown-spotted
rump. Both horses stand
still, whinnying loudly,
as their mistresses turn to chat
with one another.)
"THERE'S PROBABLY
STILL SOME 'A EARTH'S
HORMONES....STILL IN
YA! YA CAN'T HELP IT!"
(Julie leans over in her
daisy-decorated saddle,
to gaze open-mouthed at
the Huge Handsome Archangel, again.
She gives a badly-blown whistle:
off-tune, and out-of-key.)
"YOUSA MALOOSA!"
"DARN TOOTIN'!
MAN, HE'S EVEN GOT HAIR ON HIS CHEST!"
"I DIDN'T THINK ANGELS
HAD THAT STUFF?"
(Saint-Lynn gives a much
better-made, long low
whistle.)
"WELL.....HECK.
HE SURE DOES!
I guess he's got SPECIAL
PRIVELEDGES!"
(Whistle.)
(Mumble.)
".....DAMN...I mean...
DARN!"
(An screechy-angelic-voice,
neither musical nor melodious:
bossily yells.)
"SAINT-LYNN!
SAINT-JULIE!
KEEP...... MOVING!
YOUR HORSES ARE
WAY..... BEHIND!
REMEMBER!
THIS IS A BIG DAY!
YOU'RE ON A HOLY MISSION!"
(Simultaneous human-
voices: neither melodious,
nor musical...nor saintly.)
"YEAH, EQUESTRA!
YEAH!
OKAY!"
(Screechy, bossy angelic-
voice.)
"ANGEL-RAPHAELO!
KEEP HORSE-DAISY MOVING!
SHE'S LAGGING BEHIND!"
(Woefully little-angelic
voice.)
"I CAN'T DO NOTHIN,
EQUESTRA! I'M SITTIN'
BEHIND! WHAT CAN I
DO?"
(Angelic-pauses.)
(Human-pauses.)
(Julie suddenly looks
down at her horse.)
"Uh........OH."
(Lynn takes a sip of
milk, from a little milk-
carton, that's been pulled
out of her gown-pocket.)
"What's a MATTER,
JULIE?"
"It's....DAISY!"
"WHAT'S A MATTER
WITH HER?"
"SHE'S TURNING AROUND! I CAN'T
STOP HER!
SHE'S TURNING AROUND!"
(Equestra, the horse-in-
charge-angel, and
Raphaelo, Julie's Guard-
angel, both shout.)
"REIN HER IN!"
"I CAN'T! I CAN'T!
SHE WON'T PAY
ATTENTION!
SHE'S TURNING AROUND!"
(Two angelic-voices,
and one human-voice full
of another Entenmanns,
yell.)
"WHAT'S A MATTER
WITH HER?"
"I THINK........
SHE THINKS..... SHE'S
SUPPOSED TO FOLLOW
ARCHANGEL MICHAEL'S
HORSE!"
"WELL, REIN HER IN!"
"I CAN'T!
I CAN'T!
I DON'T know...NOTHIN'
ABOUT HORSES!
I'VE NEVER BEEN A VERY GOOD DISCIPLINARIAN!
ESPECIALLY....WITH ANIMALS! THEY sorta'
boss..... ME, AROUND!"
(Daisy, who's paying absolutely
no attention to her plumply awkward mistress,
nor her little squirming angelic-guardian
rider, continues to turn
completely around....
her little white-wicker cart's
wicker wheels stumbling along clumsily....
and
follow the Incredibly Awesomely Handsome
Angelic-Horse, who's being
expertly led by the stern,
and solemn....and authoritative Archangel.)
Daisy gives a spell-bound,
mumbling-whinny....and,
then another.)
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Then,
I saw
heaven
opened,
and
behold,
a
white horse!
He Who
sat upon it
is called
Faithful
and
True,
and in
righteousness
He judges
and
makes war.
[Revelation 19:11]
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*Pronounced: 'ba`low`nee'.
Read: 'The Angel Who
Never Smiles.'
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