Chapter 9
Lucifer gazed upon the Triune God with awe. “Ah, to be like God!” he thought, as a
shudder rushed through his angelic body.
At that, a thought began to form in his mind, which he
immediately dismissed. He turned his
face away from God in embarrassment. But
God didn’t need to see his face to know what was in his mind.
Lucifer gazed at the angelic hosts filling the heavens. “Mindless automatons,” he thought, “They will
do whatever they are told.” He
considered the possibility again and this time it was not so quickly dismissed…
“they will do whatever they are told,” he thought, “and I am their master.”
“Will they follow me without question?” He thought. “To whom will their loyalty be?”
His gaze moved from one angelic face to another examining
the expressions on each and considering what he might do, what he might say,
and how each might respond.
Some, he knew, were fiercely loyal to him and he knew he
could count on their support. Of others,
though, he could not be sure.
He turned back to the throne room to find the living God
gazing directly into his eyes. Lucifer
lowered his head and walked away, trying again to dismiss the thought from his
mind. The whole idea was ridiculous.
He approached a group of princes who were discussing their
charge to serve and protect man once he was created.
The Prince of Persia spoke to Michael, the prince of Israel
and said “From whom or what are we to protect man?”
“Who or what, indeed?” thought Lucifer.
“From themselves, I suppose,” responded Michael.
“And what will man choose to love if he does not choose to
love God?” asked the Prince of Grecia.[i]
“What indeed?” thought Lucifer again.
“He would choose to love himself, I suppose,” replied
Michael.
Lucifer smiled and went back to his original place to await
the creation of man with the amazing spectacle of the universe spread out
before him.
It would not be long now.
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