I Believe In The Devil

I believe in the devil. Do you?

I believe in the devil, though I’ve never seen his face, can’t say he’s colored bright red or has horns.

I believe in the devil, with pitch fork, I doubt, a spiritual being in complete darkness adorned.

I believe in the devil, with a beginning and end, unlike his Creator who’s from everlasting

I believe in the devil, the perverter of justice, disrupter of unity, and hater of every good thing.

I believe in the devil, with his spirits of violence, the merchants of mayhem and infirmity.

I believe in the devil, the master of sales, and camouflaged in lies markets the scams of eternity.

I believe in the devil who’s “pitches” are many, like “the devil isn’t real”, or “hell’s a party forever.” And, “there are many ways to God”, “God is dead, hell ain’t real, and man was God’s ‘creator’”

I believe in the devil, the adversary of God, Lucifer of old, and the destroyer of perfection.

I believe in the devil, satan by title, liar by description.

I believe in the devil, the accuser of the brethren, the Prince of Darkness and master of deceit.

I believe in the devil, leader of the damned, created in beauty, but wrapped in conceit.

I believe in the devil, the twister of truth, the peddler of pride and trafficker of fear.

I believe in the devil, the one who wanted to be, swore he’d be, believes he is,

but is no where near, God.

I believe in the devil, slave to his own desires, Nebuchadnezzar’s statue, Achan’s sin.

I believe in the devil, wily and shrewd, without wisdom or revelation, confused within.

I believe in the devil, the future tenant of the lake of fire, the ruler of losers, the defeated foe.

I believe in the devil, Adam’s undoing, Samson’s Delilah, and the serpent who spoke.

I believe in the devil, purity’s mocker, Nimrod’s tower, and the host of all evil.

I believe in the devil, Cain’s jealous temper, the prophet of the rebellious, the world’s upheaval.

Godless.

I believe in the devil, the hater of good, whisperer of exaggerations, tradesman of lust.

I believe in the devil, the greedy and selfish one, the one called lawless, who’s wholly unjust.

I believe in the devil, the curse of the law, the creature who crawls on his belly so low.

I believe in the devil, Judas’ disillusion, Jesus’ opponent, who inflicted Him with that deadly blow.

I believe in the devil, with crushed serpent’s head, who forgot the promise made by the Almighty.

I believe in the devil, Peter’s shame and Thomas’ doubt, the rich young ruler’s trap, the Roman’s Tree.

I believe in the devil, the defiler of all he touches, the roaring lion that seeks to devour all men.

I believe in the devil, our unseen enemy, with his beginning in Glory, and his soon welcomed end.

I believe in the devil, but my faith is in Jesus, the Light of the world, the Savior of all.

I believe in the devil, but I don’t owe him a thing, I’m no longer a slave to his beck and call.

I believe in the devil, I know who he is, the one called “defeated” in Christ’s glorious parade.

I believe in the devil, but that’s as far as it goes, his time’s running out; it’s Jesus Who saves.

I believe the devil’s real, a spiritual being, and the one diametrically opposed to all God Almighty is and does.

But I believe Jesus.

The devil believes in God, but he doesn’t believe God. Do you?

“Do I hear you professing to believe in the one and only God, but then observe you complacently sitting back as if you had done something wonderful? That’s just great. Demons do that, but what good does it do them?” (James 2:19 MSG)