I read this great piece, I think it was from The Desert Fathers, where a man was dreaming he was a butterfly.
When he awoke he was unsure if he was truly a man, or perhaps now a butterfly dreaming he is a man.
Then it occurred to me, last week.
What if I am an angel?
Suppose I am an angel and don’t know it?
Gosh, how embarrassing.
I mean, I like to think I’m a nice guy, but I certainly have never behaved as an angel should.
What if I’m disappointing a lot of people, shirking angel duties?
I better straighten up.
Man, I have a lot of work to do.
What if, at the end of this thing, I need to answer for my behavior?
“Ignorance of being an angel is no excuse.”, the High Court may say.
“Hasn’t the way and the light been spelled out for you,
repeated over thousands of years by every
prophet and poet in the land?”
I gotta go.
Got a lot of restitution to get to.