“Look at the simpering fools. And these are the ones he loves! It is I he should adore!” sneered the imposing great one.
“Yes, great master,” the aide enjoined.
“Each generation thinks they are the important one, the different one, the one the world has held its breath awaiting. Pathetic creatures, they don’t know enough to study their own history. Why it’s been so easy, I’m almost bored! I need another dreg, get me something, now.”
The aide brought a golden goblet full of the bitter sedimentary liquid his master demanded.
“I almost feel bad, there is so little challenge with them, but I love to play the game. Remember the fun we had with the Hyde Park incident? That was one of my favorites.”
“Yes, oh mighty one, how could we forget? It was a crowning accomplishment, when you took prayer out of their school, you forced God to drop out!” the aide pandered to his master.
“Not I, you fool, you miss the point!!!” roared out the pridefully inflated master, his breath spewing bitter heat.
Shivering, wishing to step back, but riveted to the spot, the demon aide asked, “What then... who but you, surely you are the greatest?”
Finishing the contents of the goblet in a single drought, he flung it at the aide. “You idiot! The scandal over that nebulous prayer only made his lovers more determined to obey him. It only made them more united in their efforts, ‘one as we are one’ as quoted by that despicable John,” he spat out in anger.
“Of course, master, how stupid of me,” the aide offered.
“No, the fun I had, the greatness of the act was in the confusion I caused!!!” he laughed evilly. “They argue among themselves about whose ideas are best; about what was their founding fathers intention in writing their constitution.”
The master continued, “Did their founding fathers mean for God to be excluded from school or just that he should not be forced on anyone? Either option is fine with me - exclusion or forcing - and so is the confusion.” the master yawned and stretched.
“I am beginning to see, Master” breathed the demon aide.
“And look at the far-reaching benefits to me,” the master invited. “If they think God is not allowed in school, they do not pray there at all! Ha! They grow more and more unaccustomed to prayer. Any who do pray are considered odd and even intolerant, I love that! The very ones who are supposed to ‘love one another’ are called intolerant! I am a master! Why prayer is even disappearing from many a church meeting. I am unequaled!! Think of it - in his own house of worship, groups meet and do not talk to him. They say they are not comfortable with it or there isn’t enough time, or they make no excuse at all, but they do not pray!
“You are surely unmatched!” the demon flattered.
“There is more, so much more. They are confused over what they should ‘tolerate’. They dare not have an opinion about what is true and what is false. Who has a right to say that I am wrong and you are right, they ask each other? I love it!!”
“They are confused over who they are and who God is. They do not want to be ‘groveling worms’ they want to be like God Himself. They have the chance to be sons and daughters, but they want it on their own terms. And here is the beauty of their ways - they do as they wish, not what God has commanded and like disobedient children, they wonder how God could let bad things happen!!!”
“Confusion is a very good thing,” the demon agreed. “You have done your job and should relax. All is going your way.”
The master’s reminiscent mind snapped to his present dilemma. “I should be the adored one. Never should I have been dropped out of my position, but only raised up. I will not rest until I have attained my proper place!”
“Oh great one, surely that day cannot come soon enough!”
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