Sketchism

Satan Speaks
By C.S. Lewis

I am Nature, the Mighty Mother,
I am the law: ye have none other.

I am the flower and the dewdrop fresh,
I am the lust in your itching flesh.

I am the battle’s filth and strain,
I am the widow’s empty pain.

I am the sea to smother your breath,
I am the bomb, the falling death.

I am the fact and the crushing reason
To thwart your fantasy’s new-born treason.

I am the spider making her net,
I am the beast with jaws blood-wet.

I am a wolf that follows the sun
And I will catch him ere day be done.

Interesting reading this after watching The Devil’s Advocate. Pacino did an incredible job playing the fallen angel. His seductive promises, his deceptive smile, and of course his revealed fury encapsulated the essence of Satan, at least in my eyes. It’s strange how the Enemy works. He taps into my desires, promising bliss at every corner when my track record proves time after time that it’s never a fulfilling experience. I find ways to fill voids that only the Lord can satisfy, seeking another self-centered momentary button to push. I’ll say a cute lie here, brag a bit over there, whisper an insult once in a while, seeking praise from those around me.

With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be. Can both fresh water and salt water flow from the same spring? My brothers, can a fig tree bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Neither can a salt spring produce fresh water.
[James 3:9-12]

There’s much room for improvement. I was reminded on Sunday that that’s what we’re all about. Improvement towards the Mind of Christ. It’s definitely more difficult to improve when I’m walk apart from the Word. Laziness kicks in, more excuses come, but of course in my mind they’re all justified.

Thanks be to God for his Word and the guidance of my family in Him. These days would be darker without them.