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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Like a Red Rag to a Bull (11/28/13)

TITLE: Invitation to Satan
By Kimberly Miller
12/05/13


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The enemy is already on the prowl. Heís already lurking in the dark seeking to devour. Heís already on a mission to destroy the saints from the earth. Heís always hungry; always.

With such a diligent pursuer on my trail it would be wise for me to watch my step- I would hate to take a wrong turn and meet this nemesis.

Heís ever watchful. Heís ever waiting. At any unforeseen moment heíll strike and leave me naked; he loves to steal clean garments.

It would be foolish for me to arouse him, or to beckon him to where I reside. It would be ignorance for me to invite him as a guest in my home. This carnivorous lion knows no bounds.
From a far off distance his nose can detect the fragrance of any sin committed. Discreetly he slithers to the cracks in my edifice and welcomes himself into my house. He prefers an open entrance, but he surely will take what he can get.

His name is Satan. His name is Deceiver. He accuses the brethren and often we agree with him. He rides on the wings of pride and relishes in self. Heís a murderer of offspring; heís after me next.

I donít want to invoke his presence, but many of my actions deny this desire. For like a red rag to a bull is my iniquity to this prince of darkness.

Hungrily he awaits for my hand to take, earnestly he yearns for my foot to slip, passionately he craves for my mind to wander; at these moments he is sure to pounce. But most of all, what he truly desires, is for me to respond to his knock and let him waltz right in. When I willfully partake in the disobedience of rebellion, he is my welcomed companion in the deeds I commit.

But once inside, heís kind of hard to kick out. Not because I donít possess the authority to do so, but perhaps because I donít truly want him to go. Itís easy to fall in love with death.

I must beware. I must take heed. For if I do not want to wrestle with this enemy it would be best to flee iniquity. I must be wise; prudence is the key. For like a bee drawn to honey or a bull to a red rag is my enemy drawn to me when I choose disobedience.


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Nancy Bucca 12/05/13
You make a great point with this article. We must be on our guard against the wiles of our adversary the devil, for our sin is indeed a red flag to that bull.
CD Swanson 12/05/13
Great message, and timely reminders to all.

Good job.

God bless~
Amelia Brown 12/05/13
You did a wonderful job, well done. Keep writing.
Sheldon Bass 12/08/13
You stated your points well. And expressed your beliefs creatively. Keep submitting!
Toni Babcock 12/09/13
Good use of foreboding inner dialogue regarding our spiritual enemy Satan. One sentence you might consider re-wording is "For if I do not want to wrestle with this enemy it would be best to flee iniquity." I was not exactly sure how to interpret this sentence in relation to the sentence previous to it.
All in all, I am looking forward to reading more of your work!
lynn gipson 12/09/13
Hungrily he awaits for my hand to take, earnestly he yearns for my foot to slip

Truer words were never written. I like your style and your passion. Keep up the good work!