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Dear Satan

Dear Satan, Dear Satan, You have my honor, my respect, and my admiration, For how can I not admire you? For you are not even as great as God, and yet you use your power more. You take the time to intricately understand my weaknesses, You take the time to understand exactly what buttons to push to destroy me, You care about me Satan, for that I am appreciative, But God? God is willing to watch me suffer, God is willing to watch you lay waste in my life, and to watch you sift me as wheat? How can I not admire you? For I am truly the object of your focus! God? God is willing to watch me fail, Whereas you are not willing to watch me succeed! Ah Satan, how immeasurable is your perspicacity, How wondrous is your mind and endurance! For you take the time to turn all those who I would love against me, Whereas God is satisfied to watch me wallow in their derision, Ah Satan, you’re lies are intricately woven and readily available, But God’s truth is as an enigma which no one can solve! Ah Satan, you use God’s word against me, and persecute me through the very ones who I call brothers. Ah Satan, you make ornate promises that you cannot possibly keep, Whereas God promises nothing! Ah Satan, how unsearchable are your ways?! How indescribable are your methods, For you can convince innocent children to commit suicide? While God watches them devour one another?! Ah Satan, I give you respect, For you would will that I would die, More so than God wills that I would live, May you succeed my brother, Kings to you, Checkmate, I relinquish my will to defeat at the hands of your unbeatable wisdom. For where God would not enter, there you ARE!! Amen.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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