Abbie, the Littlest Angel
Abbie (a voice of a
five year old, microphoned, off stage and unseen)
I would like to tell you a Christmas story. The title of this
Christmas story is “Abbie, The Littlest Angel.”
This story began a
long, long, long time ago, about two thousand years ago.
Abraham was a
little boy. Abraham was a little Jewish boy who lived in a small
rural village called Bethlehem. Abraham was the youngest of seven
children. His older brothers called young Abraham by his nickname,
Abe’s father was
a shepherd and his five older brothers were also shepherds. All
the boys in that family were shepherds just like the father was.
Abe had one sister
and her name was Rachel. Rachel was just a year older than Abe. Of
course, Rachel never called her little brother, Abraham nor even
Abe. She called him “Abbie.” Yes, Abbie. Abbie rhymes with
Abbie, Abbie” she called her younger brother when the two of them
were playing together.
Oh, how Rachel
loved Abbie. The two of them, the youngest two children of the
family, not only played together, but often worked together in the
shepherd’s fields, taking care of their father’s sheep. Rachel
and Abbie were the two youngest shepherds of this whole family of
shepherds, and the two of them were inseparable.
One spring, Abbie
became very sick. Abbie got an awful disease called leprosy. Leprosy
was just awful. It was the worse case of leprosy that anyone had
ever seen before. Abbie could not be cured of this awful disease and
in a new months, Abbie died and was buried at a cemetery out in the
and mother were so sad. Abbie was only five years old. “Five years
old is was too young to die,” said Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad were
so sad and they just cried and cried until there were no more tears
left inside their eyes. The five older brothers were also very sad,
and they cried too. But little Rachel, she was the saddest of them
all. At night, Rachel would cry out from her sleep, “Abbie, Abbie,
I love you. Abbie, Abbie, where are you? Abbie, Abbie, I am so
lonesome for you.”
his family was so sad, little Abbie had gone up to heaven to be with
Jesus. Abbie had become an angel. Yes, that’s right, an angel.
After Abbie had died, he went straight up to heaven and to the
pearly gates. Peter took one look at him and said, “Abbie, you
look like angel material.” And so Abbie was assigned to be part of
the angel choirs. There were many angels’ choirs in heaven.
Abbie then went to
the heavenly city where all the other angels lived. The name of that
heavenly city was “Los Angeles,” “The City of Angels.” When
Abbie arrived at Los Angeles, he had never seen so many angels.
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, yes
millions of angels. There were millions and billions of angels
filling up the whole sky.
These angels all
had white wings and were flying around, making big ovals in the sky.
Oh, how the angels loved to fly. That is what angels do most of the
time up there in heaven…fly. They just fly around. As they are
flying around, they do somersaults. They do nosedives. As they come
out of nosedives, they do spin moves, like an ice skater. Yes, these
angels could really fly.
There were fat
angels, and skinny angels, and tall angels and short angels.
The other thing
that angels did was to sing. Yes, I said, sing. These angels would
sing all the time.
God would come and
visit the City of Angeles, Los Angeles. As God entered the city, all
the angels would stop their somersaults, stop their nosedives and
stop their spin moves and would stand perfectly still and would sing
together in perfect unison, “Glooooooooooooria. In Excelsis Deo.”
(Pastor sings the Gloria.) God would smile. God was mighty impressed
with the sound of these angel choirs.
Well, when all was
said and done, Abbie became one of the youngest angels, one of the
littlest of the angels. That’s why he was called, “Abbie, the
Abbie was outfitted
with a set of wings, and those were a very small set of wings,
designed for a small body of a five year old. When Abbie got the set
of his own wings, he had to learn how to fly. Abbie began learning
how to do somersaults, how to do nosedives and then how to do spin
moves in place. And of course, Abbie needed to learn to sing all the
angel songs and especially the favorite of the angel songs, The
Well, one day, God
came to visit the City of the Angels and as God strolled into that
city, all the angels stopped doing their somersaults, stopped their
nosedives and stopped their spins and they burst forth with their
favorite angel song, “Gloooooooooooooria.” (Pastor sings.)
God was pleased.
When the angels had
finished their song, God spoke, “Angels, I have a plan. I am going
to travel down to that planet called Earth. It is the only planet in
my entire universe that has human beings living on it. I am going
down to my little planet Earth and I am going to become a human
being. I am going to become a … baby. Yes, a real live baby. Then
I am going to grow up into an adult and will tell those people on
Earth the truth about me…about God. I am going to teach them about
how much I love them and how much I want them to love each other.”
“Now, when I go
down to Earth, I want some of you angels to come along. Yes, I want
you to make the trip with me. Yes, all the way down to Earth. As I
get ready to be born as a baby on the Earth, at that precise moment,
I want some of you angels to sing your favorite angel song, The
Gloria. I want thousands of angels to sing The Gloria at the very
moment that I am born as a baby there on Earth.
So I want to have
some try-outs for the choir. I want to take the best choir there to
the planet Earth.
wanted to go. I mean, all the angels wanted to be part of the action
and sing The Gloria precisely at the moment when God was born as a
baby. Abbie wanted to go too. So Abbie raised his hand and shouted,
“God, let me try out.”
God said, “OK
Abbie. You come up here in front of all the other angels and you
sing The Gloria. Abbie’s voice was still a child’s voice. He was
only five years old and his voice was very high, the sound of a
child. His voice hadn’t changed yet. So Abbie sang The Gloria.
Glooooooooooria in Excelsis Deo.
(Have a young child about five years old microphoned off-stage and
playing the part of Abbie. Abbie sings that one line from The
“That’s good, Abbie. Your voice is so good that I also want you
to have the speaking part. That is, when we get to Earth and all the
angels have sung The Gloria, I want you, Abbie, to speak these
words, “People of Earth. Do not be afraid. For I bring you good
news of great joy for all people. For to you is born this day a
Savior who is Christ the Lord.” That’s the speaking part. Can
you learn that speaking part?” And Abbie said,
“Yes Sir. I can, Sir.” (Voice
microphoned from off stage)
So months passed. The angels rehearsed. It was now December 24th
and all the angels were ready to go. They were all ready to travel
all the way down to the planet Earth.
God said, “Stay
together. Don’t get lost among the galaxies. The planet Earth is
hard to find. Earth is that green marble, with the colors green and
blue blended together. It is the only bluish, green marble in the
universe. It shines
like no other place in the whole universe. All the other stars are
white, but this is the “one and only” bluish green marble. Stay
So off the angels
flew to find the planet Earth. As they flew through the night, the
skies were so pretty. The stars were exquisitely beautiful. For a
moment, Abbie stopped and looked at all the billions of stars in all
directions. Above him. Below him. Around him. It was all
so…so…so … breathtaking. So….so…so awesome. It was like
Abbie was in a momentary trance.
came to his senses. O no, Abbie was lost. Where were all the other
angels? He couldn’t see all the other angels. O, he should not
have stopped. “O no, what am I to do? I have this special part
that God wanted me to speak and now I am lost.”
flying as fast as he could fly. Faster and faster and faster. At the
blur of angelic speed. And in the far distance, Abbie could see a
faint…bluish green marble glowing in the distance. All the other
stars were bright white, but there was one bluish green marble that
he could see. Abbie was so afraid that he would miss the birth of
the baby, so afraid that he would miss the angels’ choir, so
afraid that he would miss his speaking part. Abbie was so afraid
that he began flying faster and faster and faster to that planet
And sure enough,
Abbie could hear the angels singing The Gloria, just as God was
being born as a baby. He heard the angels singing,
“Gloooooooooooia” just as Abbie came flying in at the speed of
angelic light, right on time, not a second late.
The angels were
singing and …why….why…why…why, right above the little
village of Bethlehem, his own hometown.
the angels were right above the shepherds’ field where he used to
right above his five older brothers, his mother and father, and his
Abbie thought to
himself, “There they are. My brothers, my mother and father, my
Just then, at that
very moment, the angels finished singing their Gloria, and all the
shepherds looked up into the heavens just as Abbie began his speech.
Abbie shouted his
words with all the joy and enthusiasm that he could muster:
of Earth. Do not be afraid. For I bring you good news of great joy
for all people. For to you is born this day a Savior who is Christ
the Lord. … Don’t be afraid. Don’t be sad. God is with you.”
And Rachel shouted, “Look up, it’s Abbie!!! It’s Abbie!!!”
And his mother and
father looked up. And his five brothers gasped. And they all said,
“It looks like Abbie!!!”
Suddenly, all the
angels were gone. Suddenly, they all disappeared. Abbie was gone
and father and five brothers and sister Rachel then went to
Bethlehem to see the baby Jesus who had been born, just like they
had been told to do. On their way to Bethlehem, they passed the
cemetery and grave of little Abbie. It had only been six months
since Abbie had died of leprosy. The family was still very sad. They
still missed him.
now…for some miraculous reason…there was new joy in their
hearts. There was a new special joy in their hearts on that first
Christmas night because they knew for sure that Abbie was part of
God’s angel choir. In fact, he was Abbie, the littlest angel.