Dear SatanBy C. R. ... Satan,I know who you are. I know how you think and I know what your scheme is and how you will carry it out. The fact that you are a liar is no secret, but the methods in
Dear Satan
By C. R. Hamilton
Dear Satan,
I know who you are. I know how you think and I know what your plan is and how you will carry it out. The fact that you are a liar is no secret, but the methods in which you tell your lies are deceitful. You reach not have to say a lie in its refer form (although you do) you can lie by understandably not telling the sum up truth.
You know the words of God in relation to as good as God does; single-handedly the facility of the word does not feat for you as it does for him. You attain not have the slightest idea what many of His words mean, you just say you do. Moreover, you never reach what the words says do.
You put upon shows similar to antics in mockery of God in tummy of those that are ignorant to Gods word, and tell them forlorn what you take the words mean. You promenade the good heritage of conclusive and lie but you can never fuming higher than because God will not let you, you have already agreed your destiny. You are angry for that in view of that you say lies, all lies. You quote what the word says but you truly dont agree to it, and you fill pure and gullible minds in the same way as what you think you know, but you do not know anything.
Your cumulative plan is to trick people using your enemys word. You do not with God; in fact, you hate him because he is much more powerful than you are. He has all power, and you have none, and you are jealous. You may have more people upon your side but the ones God has on his side will never be yours. You think you can have them but you in reality know you cant. You may even deceive many of them but you do not own them anymore.
You tell people that God does not love them and that he does not care, but the firm is he does without help not more or less you. You work childish games thus well. You are objective and loathing is deep by the side of inside you. You are mad every the epoch and always depressed. You raid once you adore someone and they may even acknowledge you, but in the end, they soon attain you dont. Moreover, you despise it in imitation of they find you out. Nevertheless, I moreover know that you pull off not care if they locate out that you reach not care. The forlorn explanation you get angry is that you were found out.
So you change upon to your next-door victim and begin off real nice and sweet, like you desire to put up to them or tutor them or care. And you do it unconditionally well, but remember, I know who you are, you can not fool me.
You acknowledge Gods word and use it to harm people by giving them scriptures of correction all the get older and never a word of encouragement. You get not even know how to back up people; you unaccompanied undertaking therefore you can get their trust. You execute people spiritually next words and wound them next scriptures, making them think that it is God deed it. I know your game.
You unaided choose on people smaller than you or feeble minded, or sick. You choose upon tiny children, old ladies, and handicapped people. You start vicious rumors and lies about people and maintain the resolution and any cheer very nearly them. You never manage to pay for anyone a positive report, without help evil lies. You are nosy and a gossip; you are ashamed just about your sexuality and you attain drugs. You abuse children and swearing them; you after that steal from people, especially the trusting ones, or tiny old-fashioned ladies on the sly. I know you.
You despise happy people and love misery. You especially love money, tutor more or less it, and ask for it all the time. You package Gods words and sale them for profit; you threaten people as soon as curses and death and hell if they reach not give. That is different reason I know you are no good. You lust after women who have no man and use and confuse them as soon as you did Eve in the garden.
Nevertheless, afterward it comes to a valid disciple or apostle of Christ, you had your last giggle when you tricked Judas. The descend of us know who you are. You go to church, pray, and testify in the isles; you sing in the choir and even preach in the pulpit. But I see you anywhere you are. You even have the nerve to call yourself an apostle. proverb youve been through this and youve been through that but you are lying your head off. You are afraid to worry for Christ sake allow alone even wanting to.
You look fine and strong good but I know who you are. Soon I will allow you know I know, face-to-face. I afterward know that you are afraid of me because I know and tell the unlimited and you despise me for that. so what, Im letting everyone know. The main pretension I know you is because you have no love in you. I know love, God is love, and you are not. love covers a multitude of sins and forgives them. You remind people of their sin secret and never release them. after that you go and tell further people not quite someone elses sins. That is where you slipped.
You went and told God that I was visceral bad and he looked at you and said you are a liar, he is good. correspondingly you went and told others that I was no good, you tried to outlook Gods words correspondingly that they would be misunderstood. Many people believed you but that is OK, as long as God knows where my soul will end up. As for you and those you own
See you all upon Judgment Day.
Love,
The Preacher
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