An angel and a devil meet in the meadow...what happens next?
The devil was crying so the angel asks why.
"Why do you not pray for me?" the devil says.
The angel wonders loudly. "I'm not sure I can...I'm not sure I should..."
The devil asks, "Why? Aren't you an angel?"
The angel answers with a sad smile, "You're the devil. Why do you want me to pray for you? Do you pray? What do you pray for when you do?"
Tell me. Where is the black and where is the white. Where is the line that defines darkness and light? When all of us ache when hurt...lash out when overwhelmed...break when too much pressure is inflicted upon us...
And the devil answers, "That you would see that I am just like you..."
The angel smiles. "But you are different...but maybe...I shouldn't care too much that you are, and pray for you anyway."
"Why do you not pray for me?" the devil says.
The angel wonders loudly. "I'm not sure I can...I'm not sure I should..."
The devil asks, "Why? Aren't you an angel?"
The angel answers with a sad smile, "You're the devil. Why do you want me to pray for you? Do you pray? What do you pray for when you do?"
Tell me. Where is the black and where is the white. Where is the line that defines darkness and light? When all of us ache when hurt...lash out when overwhelmed...break when too much pressure is inflicted upon us...
And the devil answers, "That you would see that I am just like you..."
The angel smiles. "But you are different...but maybe...I shouldn't care too much that you are, and pray for you anyway."
