To Satan.

I know you know what makes me tick. I know you know how to play heavy metal on my heartstrings. Now, there is something you should know - I will not run from you any more. My life to now you have knocked me down, knocked me up, screwed with my mind and twisted my perspective with your lies. Your little chew toy. You gave me vinegar and told me that it was honey. You destroyed me, over and over again. You kept me in wreck, preventing me from ever rising so that I would see nothing but the dirt in my face. But you made one mistake - you left me alone for one day - and I stood up. Now I am on God's side. I have the friends, and Brothers who will not desert me or kick me when I'm down. Understand, I am no longer your servant. Nothing good came from you! And there's nothing you can do. Now, I am on God's side. Everything you do - every curse you throw at me, every misery you hurl, everything you hate me with - will only make me hold God closer. And there's nothing you can do. Now I am on God's side. So knock me down, do your worst. I'll rise up again, stronger in the Lord. Smite me, and I'll grow. Wound me, and I'll heal. Grind my body and I'll grow thick with scar tissue. And there's nothing you can do. You are a LIAR and a COWARD! You know that I am afraid. You know what scares the sh1t out of me. You used to be able to do this, but no more. I now fear the Lord, and there's not a thing you can do about it. Now I am on God's side. I am moving forward. I will walk through your flames of fear, and grab hold of my pain. I will bring it before the Lord. And there's nothing you can do. Now I am on God's side. There are more important things in this world, and if I am to reach them, then I must first reach myself, and not you, nor any of your minions will stop me. And there's nothing you can do. What used to make me flee will now attract me like a moth is attracted to fire. I know you, and I know God. I know who is better. Do you? The tables are turning, so where will you go? I don't care. Are you going to retaliate, and strike me down again? Bring it on. My friends call me "The Puddle". Are you sure you want to find out why? Now I am on God's side. And there's nothing He can't do. Go on your way, and pester me no more. Earth! Out. Brother Paul.