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Topic: LUST (all-consuming desire; excessive craving) (01/08/15)
By Trace Pezzali
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These images were useful to the demon Ra. They were an easy whisper into Tamara’s imagination. She had become increasingly willing to obey the impulses of her desire. In this way, Ra led Tamara into situations that brought her, and others, great harm. Of course, she was simply an unsatisfied glutton feeding on emptiness. No fulfilled fantasy would give her what she wanted most.
The door chime startled them both.
“Just a moment,” Tamara called out. She swiftly closed the media player and launched from the swivel chair, sending it spinning. Ra followed. After peering through the safety peephole, Tamara eagerly opened the front door.
“Niall!” she exclaimed, her cheeks flushed pink. Ra tasted bile at seeing the man. Behind Niall, a large angel filled the door frame. Ra hissed.
“I’ve bought Chinese,” Tamara’s friend grinned, with a triumphant raise of a paper bag. When the two humans left the room, Ra spat near the feet of the giant guard.
“You’ve no rights here,” Ra hissed.
“Not yet.” Tova looked down at the grotesque minion with obvious distaste before following his charge. Ra hastened after.
Niall and Tamara were soon chatting over ceramic bowls heaped with rice and satay. The conversation made Ra’s innards cramp. The man waxed passionately about God, and worse, Tamara was expressing genuine interest.
Once the meal was over and the couple ensconced fairly close on the couch, Ra acted swiftly. Resting on its haunches beside her, the hunch-backed demon hissed into Tamara’s ear, then waited.
Tamara, eyes intense with longing, rested one hand high on Niall’s thigh. Looking down, Niall took Tamara’s hand and laced her fingers with his own.
“Tam, we can’t,” he said softly.
Ra leaned towards Tamara again, and flashed a series of lewd memories through Tamara’s mind, before suggesting internal dialogue: He doesn’t want me. I’m dirty and disgusting.
“Why? Am I not good enough for you?” She sprang her hand free from Niall’s clasp.
Niall’s face registered shock. Across the room, Tova glared at Ra but didn’t budge.
“I’m not judging you, Tam, I’m obeying God’s command,” Niall replied gently.
“I don’t want anything to do with a God who makes me feel bad about sex,” she retorted.
Niall took Tamara’s hand in his own again, and met her eyes with a level gaze. Ra sneered at his explanation:
“If you see God’s law as a restriction, you miss the point. All that He commands is for our protection. This is serious, Tam. Marriage is blessed by God, holy and pure, but sexual immorality brings evil on those who commit it; because of it they’re condemned to eternal fire.”
“There’s no hope for me then,” Tamara answered bitterly. “You don’t want to know what I’ve already done. What I still do.”
“Tam, God knows, and He loves you despite it.” Niall clenched her hand gently. “Christ died on the Cross to save you from this. There’s more than hope in Christ: there’s forgiveness and everlasting life.”
When Ra realised Tamara was crying it leapt from the couch and screamed, launching itself at Niall. Its claws met with air, as suddenly, it was yanked backwards and thrown against the wall by the formidable angel. Tova stood over Ra, muscles taut, face like flint.
Niall swiftly glanced around and his posture hardened: “There’s something here. A demon.”
Tamara, wide-eyed horrified, searched the room. Her gaze stopped short. Panicked, she drew in staccato gasps of air.
“The…there,” she stammered, raising an accusing finger at the diabolical monster crouched on the floor.
God had revealed its existence to the humans. Ra was in danger.
Niall stood. His voice commanded obedience: “In the name of Jesus Christ you will depart.”
The beast screamed, contorted in pain, hands pressed to its ears.
“Yes, yes,” sobbed Tamara, “oh please, Jesus Christ protect me.”
Ra was tortured by a ripping apart of its form, a severing of cells that, in its final moments of awareness, flashed with light.
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