Cute Fable - good point!

"Blume, Michael" (mblume@porthole.entnet.nf.ca)
Tue, 26 Sep 1995 11:56:52 -0500



The following is an excerpt from Gene Edwards' book entitled, _The
Highest Life_.  What a true point he brings across.  Thought you might
enjoy it.  It is a wonderful fable of what it might be like if the
Lord gave some angels a temporary leave of absence from the spiritual
realm to live on a planet and then visit earth and stay visible.  They
are the "real invaders from outer space" ;-).  They come to our realm
with the same values they always have had in their own realm.

Man now gets to meet these beings.  They let us know the time they
will come in order that we might meet them and truly see a life form
higher than our own.
                                               

Notice what man values as being progressive and elements of
higher levels of existence, compared to the actual facts of what
higher beings, angels, value.

They travel to earth:
 
Arrival Time:  12:00 noon
Distance Travelled: 12 billion light years
Length of journey:  .000001 of a second.
Length of Stay:  A whole day!

The dignitaries arrive to meet them.  And out of nowhere the angels
appear:

Enjoy!

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Mayor of Washington:
     It is with great honour that we who are gathered here today
     welcome our guests from outer space.

(Angels' whispers overheard)

ANGELS:
     (They call THIS a reception?)
     (This is one drab looking place.)
     (Why don't they turn up the lights?)
     (The star up there ...see. The one that gives off that
     ugly yellowish glow.  I think it's about to go out.)
     (They call THIS a reception?)
     (With a light no brighter than that, no wonder this place is
     dull)
     (Down right dark, if you ask me.)
     (They call THIS a reception?)
     (This life form surely does move slowly.)
     (And talks slowly.)
     (They call THIS a reception?)
     (They ought to see the reception we throw when one of
     the redeemed arrive!)

MAYOR:
     Now we would like to show our visitors some of the wonders of our
     world.  We are aware you are advanced far beyond us, so this tour
     will serve to show you where we are in our stage of evolution.

     Here, for instance, is our latest in high technology.

ANGELIC SPOKESPERSON:
     Hmmmmmmmm.

MAYOR:
     Look right through here.  This astro-telescope is pointed
     to the farthest distant object we have ever discovered.

ANGEL:
     Yes. We stopped off there for a while on our way here.

MAYOR:
      Oh, you have come at a good time.  Right now it just so
      happens we are witnessing the last minute of the last quarter
      of the most exciting game in all the history of football.

ANGEL:
     Hmmmmmmmm.

MAYOR:
     And here you see the largest, most advanced, most academic and
     scholarly institute of higher learning in all the world.

ANGEL:
     Excuse me, Mr. Dignitary, my mind wandered.  It's a what?

MAYOR:
     An institute of higher learning.  Now, if you will look at our TV
     monitor, we will show you... well, where money is made.  See that
     floor where all those men are screaming and yelling at one
     another?  Well, that is the financial centre of the world.  THAT
     is where money is made.

ANGEL:
     My, what a curious way to pay homage to an idol -- even for
     heathen.  Such utter madness.  But the temple the idol is
     located in looks familiar.  Greek Renaissance architecture,
     I believe.  (What did they say was the name of this particular
     god?)

MAYOR:
     And now, before you go, we have a surprise for you.  All the
     choirs of all the religions AND all the world have gathered here
     today in this vast dome to sing for you.  This is the largest
     choir ever assembled on planet earth.  They have chosen to
     sing for you Handel's HALLELUJAH CHORUS.  Choir, please begin!

ANGELS:
     (This is embarrassing.)
     (This is AWFUL!)
     (Try not to show it.)
     (This is REALLY awful.)
     (This is the worst singing I have ever heard.)
     (They could at least put their hearts into it.)
     (It's over already -- that is the shortest song
     I ever heard.)
     (Yes, very short.  MERCIFULLY short!)

MAYOR:
     Before you leave, could you tell us a little about
     your planet.  Just exactly HOW advanced are you? Where
     are you technologically?

ANGEL:
     Uh, we're not into that.

MAYOR:
     Higher education?

ANGEL:
     We must find out what that means.

MAYOR:
     Space travel?

ANGEL:
     Yes, a little of that.

MAYOR:
     Sports?

ANGEL:
     No.

MAYOR:
     Entertainment?

ANGEL:
     Well, yes some.  You know how you go to a zoo and laugh
     at the apes?  Well, we sometimes do a little of that, too.

MAYOR:
     At apes?

ANGEL:
     No.

MAYOR:
     Then what?

ANGEL:
     We'd rather not say.

MAYOR:
     Oh, please.  You are among friends.

ANGEL:
     Well, it's not that we want to laugh.  It's just that
     sometimes we can't help it.

MAYOR:
     Fine.  But what is it that causes you to laugh?

ANGEL:
     We had really RATHER not say!

MAYOR:
     Oh, well, uh, what do you higher life forms do?

ANGEL:
     We worship.

MAYOR:
     Worship?  A higher life form?  Worships?

ANGEL:
     Yes.

MAYOR:
     What else?

ANGEL:
     We praise.

MAYOR:
     And...

ANGEL:
     We deliver messages.

MAYOR:
     Is that all?

ANGEL:
     No.

MAYOR:
     What then?

ANGEL:
     We sing.  I mean, WE really sing!

MAYOR:
     No inventions?  No discoveries?

ANGEL:
     Oh, yes.  Yes, we had an incredible discovery just
     recently.  One of the angels found a whole new octave
     and two new notes.  We must have sung those new notes
     for a century or two just getting used to them.  It was
     wonderful.

MAYOR:
     That all sounds so... SO SIMPLE.  Are you SURE you are a
     higher life form than we?

ANGEL:
     Yes, Mayor.  Of THAT we are quite certain.

The angels then make their departure, travelling a leisurely .000002
of a second to return to Eterna II.

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>From _The Highest Life_.  Gene Edwards
Published by the Seed Sowers, Christian Books Publishers House,
Box 3368, Auburn, Maine  04210

ISBN#  0-940232-33-2
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In Him,
MBlume