O Holy Naught: The First Christmas According to Satan (Part I)

by L.D. Ablo

Many have undertaken to draw up an account of the things that were fulfilled among the first eyewitnesses of the life of Jesus Christ.  However, because I myself carefully investigated everything from the very beginning, it seemed good to me to write an orderly account for you, my servants, so that you may know the certainty of my existence.

Things were quiet in the land of Israel for hundreds of years during the time of Herod, king of Judea.  I thought I had finally silenced all God talk on earth.  My only goal was to completely demoralize the remaining Jews so my kingdom would come on earth.

There were a few stalwarts of the faith, such as an obstinate priest named Zechariah, and his wife Elizabeth.  They each resisted my temptations to flee from uprightness, even though I blocked their constant prayers, so that Elizabeth stayed barren, and they both grew old.

I received a great shock one day when Zechariah’s division was on duty and he was serving as priest before God.  The day started as any of the days of the previous 400 years; even the priests, having become lax in their duties, chose Zechariah by casting lots, which was their custom.

My demons assigned to priest duty started when an angel appeared in the midst of Zechariah, right before the altar of incense.  This demon had not seen an angel on earth in hundreds of years, but knowing an angel from many battles in the heavenlies, he ensured that Zechariah was startled and gripped with fear.

Gabriel, it’s Gabriel, the frantic voices raced through my ranks.  Fear followed quickly, sweeping through my kingdom with such swiftness that I could hardly keep control. The angel’s voice broke through the darkness of all Hell with words we hate: “Do not be afraid.”

Yes, be afraid, Zechariah, we shouted but were surprised at our ineffectiveness. Demons swirled about Zechariah in vain efforts to shut his ears and cause him to fear greatly.  Our efforts continued even as I listened closely to what the angel said, words that chilled my heart as I understood God was on the move…


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