Michael, the archangel, had just finished describing
his great heavenly display of comets and falling
stars.
Gabriel went on with his musical plans-a great
angelic choir of tens of thousands of voices tuned
with heavens finest and latest harmonies, ready to
serenade the earth.
God interrupted their conversation..."No", He said.
"That's not really what I had in mind. I'd planned a
small gathering in Bethlehem, actually.
We don't need all the trimmings.
"But.... all my stars", said Michael. "What will I do
with them"? "And my music", Gabriel added.
Just then Jesus stepped through the pearly gates and
out on to the red carpet of time, and started down
the stairway of stars.
Michael plead, "Father, let us do something. He
can't go unannounced."
