Inspired by Matthew 4 and Luke 4
after what felt like 40 days,
I arrived home from church
The devil said:
It’s not dinner yet,
but it’s well past lunch.
You could eat.
I am feeling headachy, I thought.
I compromised and had a Diet Coke.
Then I was carried away by the Spirit
As I dreamt,
the devil crept in, whispered:
You could have whatever you want—
smooth skin, flat abs, elegant clothes.
You deserve it. Go find yourself.
Maybe, I thought groggily.
Didn’t the prophet say I should lose myself?
Nap disturbed and head pounding,
the devil laid into me full bore:
You are clueless. Lost.
Always pleading for direction,
always seeing through a glass darkly.
You could ask forever—see if He cares.
I laid still for a while crying quietly, thinking,
I sat up and wiped my eyes.
I am a daughter of Heavenly Father
who loves me and I love Him.
So go away, Satan!
I blew my nose.
And the devil departed
for a season.
Inspired by the Come, Follow Me readings for February 4-10