Right now, my ladies' group is doing a study on Beth Moore's "When Godly People Do Ungodly Things". In one of the lessons, she made the comment that Satan is methodical when he launches his attacks on believers. She said that he keeps meticulous notes.
If that's true, I wondered, does that make Satan the original court reporter?
Court reporters are committed to making an accurate record of court proceedings. In that respect, they have to be meticulous and detailed.
But the more I've thought about it, the more I wonder how accurate I am being in using that analogy. You see, while Satan is meticulous, he's also very selective in the "facts" he uses in his meticulous notes. He may have very methodical and meticulous notes on our sins and weaknesses, and all the mistakes we've made, but he leaves out stuff like God's forgiveness, love and grace.
If it's true that our sins are removed as far as the east is from the west (see Psalm 103:12), then I wonder if God is the one that "strikes from the record" the sins He has removed from us.
After all, isn't He more meticulous than Satan?
Just my .04, adjusted for inflation.
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Saturday, April 4, 2015
When Satan threw a party
Today, the party in hell that started when Jesus died on the cross continued. I imagine it to be like a fraternity party on steroids, with debauchery everywhere.
Satan laughed and the demons rejoiced. Because what they wanted had been accomplished, the death of God. As Nietzsche would write nearly 1800 years later, "God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him."
They had won.
On earth, the body of Judas had been discovered, broken, with his bowels spilling out.
The rest of the disciples were in hiding, behind locked doors, afraid that they would be next. Peter drowned in shame, hearing the words in his head, "I don't know the man!" and starting every time he heard a rooster crow. Perhaps he heard that rooster crow in his nightmares.
Mary? Where was Mary? Overcome with grief and pain and heartbroken, as I would be if it were my son.
Death had come and killed God, and Satan was in the middle of throwing a party.
Just my .04, adjusted for inflation.
Satan laughed and the demons rejoiced. Because what they wanted had been accomplished, the death of God. As Nietzsche would write nearly 1800 years later, "God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him."
They had won.
On earth, the body of Judas had been discovered, broken, with his bowels spilling out.
The rest of the disciples were in hiding, behind locked doors, afraid that they would be next. Peter drowned in shame, hearing the words in his head, "I don't know the man!" and starting every time he heard a rooster crow. Perhaps he heard that rooster crow in his nightmares.
Mary? Where was Mary? Overcome with grief and pain and heartbroken, as I would be if it were my son.
Death had come and killed God, and Satan was in the middle of throwing a party.
Just my .04, adjusted for inflation.
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