If you were to get a letter from Hell, what would it say? Would it be a letter of demeaning remarks towards your Christian stance? Or would it be a letter of benevolence, congratulating you on your lackadaisical approach to church and the things of God? Only you can know for sure what hell would say. I hope you prayerfully consider the two possibilities I present to you.
Dear Apostolic,
My demons and I are exasperated with you. Every morning, you start your day with prayer and God's word. We shake when your feet hit the floor in the morning. I wish you would stop following after God's ways. If you had just ignored God's call when I told you to, then we wouldn't have so many problems. Every day, you keep your flesh in subjection. No matter how many inappropriate ads I throw on your screen. No matter how many times I try to get you to gossip about your brother in Christ, you never do.
You refuse to give up an inch on your convictions. I'm beginning to run out of ideas. You refuse to wear jewelry and immodest things. You refuse to apply anything to your face to cover up that Holy Ghost glow. The glow of my cosmetics are so much better. I just don't get why you have to be so righteous.
Why are you always trusting in God? I've tried giving you financial hardships, yet you continue to tell me that God is your provider. Somehow, you always make it out on top. It's hard for my darts to get through to you when you constantly have your shield of faith held high. I wish you would listen to me and the people I've put in your life. Instead, you are always listening to God and the elders in your life.
Not to even mention how much I hate that your kids are holy. You refuse to dress them like the world; you refuse to let them play in my arenas of sin. They are so busy with the strict schedules of practice and games. You won't even let your kids watch the shows that my friends in Hollywood produce. They do so well showing my favorite sins of idolatry, adultery, fornication, profanity, homosexuality, killing, lying, self-harm, just to name a few.
I just don't understand you, and I guess I really never will. Seeing you're covered by the blood of the lamb and I'm not. One day, I will come up with something to trap you. You've been a thorn in my side for too long. If I can't beat you, then I hope God calls you home soon. You are too strong an enemy to overcome.
- With hateful regards, Satan
Or would it sound like this?
My Dear friend,
I'm so proud of the way you've compromised. I told you it didn't require all of that. That silly calling you thought "God" had told you about. I told you it was just you overthinking it. The demons and I are rejoicing that you've stopped praying and reading your Bible every day. That was so much work and responsibility. It was starting to wear on you.
Speaking of putting in too much work. We are so happy to see how much you've begun to slack off at church. You used to be so involved and determined to do more. You needed your rest. I'm so happy that you stopped going to that other church. They were just lying to you when they said it required all those extra steps. I'm glad you see it my way now. You only have to believe in God. I mean, that's what my demons and I do. We are just so happy for you here in hell.
On top of all that wonderful news, one of my head demons told me that you have been wearing different clothes. It's just too hot in the summer for you to wear that much clothing. Take it off! Sit next to the pool in your bikini; no one can see you anyway. Play my friend's music. They have so many options: country, rap, jazz, hip hop, rock and roll, just to name a few. You don't have to listen to Christian music all the time.
You've also finally realized that your kids can wear and do whatever they want. I'm so happy to see little Tommy so involved in sports. He needs to be proud of how strong he is and be his own man. Nobody can tell him what to do. Let him be full of arrogance. Oh, and little Susie! You finally let her join the cheerleaders. I've been telling you for years to let her wear those cute little crop tops and mini skirts. Let the world see all that she has to offer. Don't be so controlling of your kids.
I know people have said all the gifts I've sent you, all your fleshy desires, are a distraction from God. But don't listen to them, they are just lying. You really needed the extra money to spend on yourself. It's better to be busy with what you want than what God wants you to do. Get more involved in your hobbies. Be your own person.
One last thing before I go. I want you to know your soul is safe and sound here with me. Ever since you sold it to me for that good job you wanted, it's been so happy here. I promise I'll continue to keep it safe here with me, till you join me!
-Sincerely, your friend Satan
If hell sent you a letter, only you would know what it would say. I pray it speaks about how mad you've made Satan and his minions. Full of complaints of how much damage you’ve wrought. Not how glad they are that you sold your soul and it is in hell. Only you can change what hell would say. As long as you have air in your lungs, it’s not too late. Be the saint, parent, worship leader, Sunday school teacher, preacher, evangelist, or pastor that you are supposed to be. Let this be a sobering reminder to wake up and take back what the devil has stolen!
I pray this pricks someone’s heart into turning back to your convictions. I pray that this causes you to rethink some of the things you've let into your house. I pray that this encourages you to keep up the fight! Don’t give up when victory is around the corner! Don’t give up on God. He’s never given up on you! I pray that this will encourage you to keep up the fight.
Pray up, pray through, and let's have revival until Jesus comes!
~ Jacob E. Armstrong
