Unicorns in Disguise

JusJoJan 9 January 2022

The first “chapter book” my middle granddaughter read on her own was called “My Secret Unicorn,” by Linda Chapman. It’s about a little girl called Lauren and her grey pony, Twilight. Twilight is actually a unicorn in disguise and when Lauren whispers the words of the Transforming Spell, he changes into his alter ego of a magic white unicorn who can fly, talk to animals and do other magical things. Together they travel the world doing good deeds and helping people.

Image from Pixabay

If you think about it, that was what we were created for too. Maybe not travelling the world, but doing good works and helping people. “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” (Ephesians 2:10 NIV)

Isn’t that an exciting calling? You could say, we are angels in disguise. I know such things are possible because Hebrews 13:2 reads, “Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.” (Hebrews 13:2 ESV)

How different life might be if this is how we regarded ourselves – Angels in Disguise! It might seem, almost, … magical!

My Prayer

Lord Jesus, the Bible tells me quite clearly what my purpose is in life. Please renew my mind by Your Spirit that I may be no longer conformed to the pattern of this world but rather transformed to what You created me to be. Amen.

The Disguise

I am taking part in this week’s challenge for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Write a story in between 100 and 150 words according to the following photo prompt

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Scott, author of the blog, Scott’s Place.

They came to earth in disguise. Hazok decided that horses would serve their purposes best.  By night they took over the bodies of two horses.  To her dismay Hamleu  realised that she had miscalculated and although she was surrounded by other horses, none of them was Hazok.  She carefully activated her antennae to try to contact her husband.

“Hazok, where are you?” She tossed her head from side to side, listening. Her hooves tapped a staccato rhythm as she waited. Then she got the signal. He was only five furlongs away. She galloped towards him, jumping fences that obstructed her. Finally she saw him among a large group of earthling horses.

“I am so glad I found you.” She nuzzled him with relief. “Nobody will notice us here amid this large crowd.”

“Hey Curley,” called Jake.  “Since when do we have a white horse?”