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"Patron Angel of Humility" by Amanda Lee Harig

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SciFi and Fantasy Art Patron Angel of Humility by Amanda Lee Harig

It never made much sense to me, why the Heavenly Father granted Angels genders. It was like yet another set of problems, desires, pride. Even as I reigned in Court amidst my fellow feather, it was baffling. And just as it was on Earth, the two sexes bickered. Some sneered about the other, while the berated came back just as viciously--mostly out of sexual tension, no less. Of course, it wasn't limited to Male and Female. Initially, and largely due to the fall of Humans in Eden, most of the Heavenly Host chose to be Male. And even then Angels bared there weak hearts. As sure as the fallen cities of Babylon and Sodom--sin spewed its vile seed in the Angelic Heart. We were intangible... but so are emotions. Mayhaps, that's why I never chose. Now, as I write to you, I can understand why. But then it was almost too large of a decision to make, especially on a whim. Innately I knew how prone I was to do something otherworldly and all in the same breath, I knew I wouldn't handle it. So rumor spread. At first of me being that of the male-gender, and then others sneered that I might as well have been a woman (at the time Eve was still not thought too well of). It hardly bothered me. After all, it was their spots that were showing. Gossiping like old crones! In my own eyes, I was flawless. Thus bore out of my own heart, Sin.
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So something became of Heaven and Hell and the Day We Fell afterall. Go me. It's still a very prominent story for me to tell, one that has involved a lot more than I could've fathomed and thusly is far more rewarded than ever imagined. Like everything else, the story continues to evolve, provoking free thought and idle questioning. We love it. As we love the depicted Thanaetl, sexless, flawless, faithless.

Date	Name	Comment
17 Nov 2004	Sofia Bergstrand	Loading... Ah...those lips and eyes....that hair....and the feet! drool He´s gorgeous! sighs in envy
17 Nov 2004	C. A. Drotar	Loading... He's simply beautiful...
10 Jun 2005	Paul Baxter	Loading... I really like the text with this. It makes me wonder about the notions of gender and sex. I mean, sex (male or female) is a physical, biological thing. Gender is something more... intangible. The angelic ought to be above such concerns, but the notion that they are so tied to humanity, to the human condition, it makes one wonder about the Grand Plan. I do love the art, and the story you are telling is intriguing.
20 Jan 2008	One.second@web.de	Loading... thanks for sharing!
7 Apr 2009	Jeanette M Thomas	Loading... You are amazingly talented. You could produce works of spectacular enduring beauty. If this is Earl Grey tea at work, I’ll go out and buy a case. The story may be intriguing but theologically inaccurate. Angels have no gender. They are a perfect unchangable creation. Messengers of the Most High. Creatures of pure energy. Sometimes appearing to men as in human form, but that is not their real form. The mystery of how Lucifer sinned and fell is just that, a mystery. Christ said in heaven there is neither marriage nor giving in marriage.