Great Talents

When Christine and Jesus Jr. Where age twelve and age ten they both had gotten different talents. For sure Christine's talents where singing and dancing, every single soul in Heaven will always gather up around her admiring her sweet voice and beautiful self in dancing around the stage. Her voice was so calid and warm that it could made a meadow of flowers bloom and spread in seconds, her sweet self also made some males to fall in love with her. She was loved by everyone in Heaven.

Her little brother Jesus Jr. had gotten a great talent in carpentry and molding of sculptures, he created the most admirable sculptures ever seen, following his second grandfather's profession of being carpenter, and he had chosen to be an architect building beautiful creations.
As for their Father, He was very proud of them that He announced that they'd turn into the future rulers. So high was the love of their Father that their future turned out to be wonderful.

Jesus decided that His children should be part of everyone's life, He was very protective of the young angels. Right at every cost.

One day, it all started with Christine ready to set up her scenery, this time she was going to perform as an opera singer and of course all the people, including the angels were attending to this so much waited performing. Though Christine was still uncertain that she was beginning to fall ill, she hadn't talked in past three days and her nose was turning red, she was fearful to tell her Father that she was getting ill since for sure Jesus would react overprotecting, meaning loss of practice, singing, rest and many many rituals as the healing. So Christine decided to quiet down and deal with the consequences. Her throat felt sore but she couldn't groan or whine because that'd get into the powerful ears of her Father, she just sighed and prepared herself for doing her act today.

While Christine was preparing, Jesus Jr. was constructing an ice sculpture of Christine as an Opera singer for her act, though, there was a little problem, Jesus Jr. had nailed and cut his finger with the hammer and saw. Like Christine he hid that wound and bear with his pain since his Father of course would made a ruckus and telling him that it was only a "boo-boo" actually ever since Jesus became a Father, His personality turned into an overprotective one.

Christine and Jesus Jr. loved their Abba so dearly but sometimes His reactions made them feel ashamed in front of important people in Heaven. But they also understood that His love for there is strong no matter what. They kept loving Him endlessly.

"Oh, Moonlight… *groan* turn your face… *whine* to the Moon-A-A-ATCHOOO!" Christine sneezed in front of the practice crowd. "Oh no." She then heard her Abba's steps rushing up to her and saw in His face a very worried look.

"Christine! Are you alright, little pumpkin? Are you sick, your tummy hurts? Your voice is alright? What's wrong?!" Panicked Jesus as He scooped His daughter and sat down on the floor and try to find out a way to heal her. (A/N: Jesus is a very overprotective Father here.)

"Abba, Abba. Breathe. I'm alright I'm just have a sore throat here You see-"

"A sore throat?! Why didn't you inform that to Me, young lady?!" Jesus scolded looking at Christine with a horrified look on His face, sweat rolling down from His head to His cheeks.

"I'm sorry Abba. I was not honest with You. It is just that, that would have made You scared to death and worrying a lot abou-"

"Now see here. Little pumpkin, I care about you and your brother so much. I've taught you the value of sincerity but it looks like you have forgotten this important value." Jesus explained as He planted a kissed on Christine's forehead, now looking at her warmly.

Christine felt a couple of tears coming her eyes. She had lied to her Abba. Sobbing silently, Christine cried. "I'm sorry Abba!" For now Christine was crying hard, the fact she thought Jesus would punish her for not being honest.

Jesus looked at her for moment, than He embraced her in a tight hug, lovingly rubbing her back.

"Shh. Little pumpkin, My sweet angle. It's okay. I'm not mad for this." Jesus remarked as He stroked Christine's head.

"You-You aren't mad with me?" Christine sobbed as the tears trickled down. Jesus sweetly removed the tears with the sleeve of His robe and cooed at her.

"Of course not, sweetheart." Christine felt that her throat was not sore and that she was healed. She knew for sure, the kiss, the rubbing and the love from her Father has healed her. She then smiled.

"Oh Abba!" She hugged Jesus tightly once again before rushing to her practice.

Jesus chuckled and shook His head. But them He stopped dead in His tracks when He heard the youngest crying in pain.

"Junior!" Jesus rushed in the direction the cries were coming. He found Jesus Jr. clutching his hand with the other and was crying like if there was no tomorrow.

"Oh no." Jesus ran over to him and picked him up in His gentle arms.

"Abba, it h-hurts!" Jesus Jr. sobbed as many tears trickled down his eyes. Jesus began to panic, forgetting that He had to power to heal. He was in agony by hearing His youngest son crying.

"No, no! This is not happening my poor little lamb!" Jesus shouted as he tried to calm His son down.

"Son. Listen, it's okay." God showed up and gently placed a hand on Jesus' shoulder.

"No, it's not okay! My poor lamb is hurt! I should've been more cautious with him!" Jesus completely lost it, He was in total fear that He was not able to control His impulse.

"Jesus." God tried again but Jesus was still doing a big ruckus. When God saw that His son was no listening at all He sighed and did something that He never had done.

"JESUS OF NAZARETH, SON OF MINE. GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!" God snapped as His voice crashed as big thunder. Every single soul in Heave stopped what they what doing and remained static.

Jesus stopped right in the spot, horrified look on his face and looking at His father in shock.

"That is much better." God said softly as His son let out a sigh, He realized that he had overdid it.

"I'm sorry, Father." Jesus said ashamed, head down and silently.

"It's okay, now see here." God took Jesus Jr. in arms and kissed his damaged hand in a poof, the bleeding was stopped and he was healed.

"Wow, it doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you grandfather!" Jesus Jr. said giggling as God handed him hack to Jesus.

"I'm very ashamed, I completely forgot that I have the power of healing. Next time I'll try to not overdo it." Jesus said solemnly.

God hugged His son. "Now let's keep going to Christine's recital, the ice sculpture is ready.

Jesus smiled as He, His son and Father rushed to see Christine.

"Ladies and gentlemen, angels and archangels, boys and girls, I present you all Christine, the Opera singer!" The announcer presented Christine.

Christine cleared her throat and her beautiful voice came out. "Moonlight, turn your face to the moonlight,

Let your memory lead you, open up, enter in,

If you find there the meaning of what happiness is,

Then a new life will begin."

When Christine finished singing, everyone clapped their hands and cried happily as they listened such beautiful melody. Christine bowed and smiled.

When the recital was done, Christine got a big hug from her family.

"Glory to Christine! Glory to Christine!" Jesus Jr. was shouted while tossing flowers to his big sister.

"I love you my family" And with that the three of them returned home to rest.

There it is! The six chapter. Hahaha. Poor Jesus!