Of the humans that be, not many know the correct account of the beginning. Angel Lucifer, after he sought to dethrone the One who rules supreme, was cast down to earth. Where he swore to uphold and defend the advancement of his cause. He made use of such devices as chaos, war, lies, and strife…to plunge the race of human beings in an eternal dark. And he would continue so to do, until the end of time, or until his time ended.
But the task of torturing the people of the earth proved not to be an easy one, for God so loved them…He would need help. He had his minions, the tiny little demons who decided to go with him, and they were faithful, they worked hard too. But day after day, more humans were born, full of empty innocence and the angels who still served the purpose of good constantly stood in their way. Business was bad.
Then something happened. I do not have the facts exactly right myself but the story goes something like this…
Another sought to join him. To leave the eternal pleasure of the seventh Heaven and smudge his immortal white with the dirt of mortals. To meddle in their affairs and have the thrill of pulling strings they could not see, to watch them lose every battle he engaged them in. To frustrate as many plans of goodwill as possible, and dampen the hearts of those who looked to a future, promising and pleasurable. And of the powers that be, none could be compared to him.He borrowed from Luci, the tools of falsehood. And those of discord. He was particularly gifted at wielding malice and a tongue so smooth he could convince you that your gender was the opposite one. His name, Gabriel. Some say, he was the same arch angel and some say he just took on the name, but this we know; Lucifer and Gabriel working against any one human, would give him a beautiful hell of an existence.
And so Gabriel started. He chose a tiny portion of the world, where young men and women were gathered. These people sought to arm themselves with knowledge, so they could face life after a period of five years. He endeared himself to them, and solved as many little problems as he could for as many of them as he would. He found his way to their rooms, and learned about their relationships. On occasion, hunger failed to sadden some of them because of his presence. They had a language. They called themselves ‘guys’ when they were friends. Gabriel became everybody’s ‘guy’.
And a time came when they needed a leader. One who would serve as a ladder, through whom they could attain greater heights. Naturally, they chose him. A certain Angel Tchidok tried to stop him and save them from a future under Gabriel. But he was late, as the foundations had already been laid, in their hearts.
They say that power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Maybe his time with the humans softened him, maybe he really was becoming a ‘guy’… We will never know. Because his ascent to the throne called ‘helm of affairs’ quickly put him back on track, and he resumed the fulfilment of his original design. First, he made sure that the few who dared to follow Tchidok were duly punished. They would face the full wrath of his antagonism. He had a team of people whose duty it was to help in the administration of things. A number of these people were smart and had progress and unity as part of their orientation. They easily fell on his bad side. A squabble here, a fight there, a made up story here and some threatening there…soon, the quality of life of the average member of this group of people who came together to learn left a great deal to be desired. And after a while, being human, they became tired. They needed change. They wanted it. They were on the hunt for a new leader. And a number of men who had ambition came forward. Of these, two stood out. They stood out in character and competence. They stood out in raw talent and ability. They stood out in precedent and achievement…and they stood out in appearance. Gabriel did not want either of them to succeed him, but he could no longer pull the wool over everybody’s eyes anymore. And he could not attack them both, so he chose one. An innocent man who by simple virtue of his being, irritated the senses of Gabriel. Who was this man? He was intelligent and he could think. He was handsome and he could read. He was kind and he could write. And above all, he was creative and he could speak. All these were his offense. In the past, they had encountered each other, and this man rather than cower before him, defied his essence and challenged his reign. So he swore to see to it, that the progress to a better place of that man, would know stagnation, for as long as possible.
Cunningly, he targeted the gullible. He repainted the beautiful image of this man, and the new picture was a horror. He dug up as many past imperfections of this man as possible, and threw them in his face. He told all who would listen, that at the very least, this man was evil. He turned the hearts of many against someone who meant them good. And when the innocent man, like the Saviour, took the fall, Gabriel smiled.
He had completed his assignment and achieved his goal. And it would not come back to him because he possessed a superior nature. In due time, he would leave their midst and his guise would return to him. He would find a new milieu and reintroduce himself. With light around him and warm wings out spread, he would tell the new victims, ‘peace be unto you, my name is Angel Gabriel, and I bring good tidings…’