Inspired Luke 4:1-13
|After what felt like forty days fasting,
I left church, famished. The devil said:
It’s not time for dinner, but
well past lunch.
You could eat.
“I do have a headache,” I thought.
I had a Diet Coke.
Then I was carried away by the Spirit
to nap. As I dreamt, the devil crept in:
You could have anything—honored
career, envied abs, chic wardrobe
of classic silhouettes. Go find yourself.
“Maybe,” I thought,
“Am I hiding in a department store dress rack?”
When I woke with throbbing temples, the devil
drove into me like an east wind spraying grit:
Squalling infant! Agandoned brat!
You are lost forever. Beg
for help all you want—no one cares.
I wept, groped about, then remembered:
I am a child of God. He sent me here.
I blew my nose and said,
"Go away, Satan."
The devil departed
for a season.
Inspired by the Come, Follow Me readings for February 4-10