I Went to the Enemy’s Camp: Part 4 of 7

“You wouldn’t understand his strategy if Satan himself was standing here explaining it to you. He’s already got you so blinded.”
 
“I’m not blinded.”
 
“You think you know the Christ? You say you are one of His followers? If that is the case then show the same mercy, he showed us all those years ago.”
 
“Mercy? When did Christ ever show demons mercy?”
 
“When we begged him to. I was there when we ran into him and begged him not to send us back.”
 
“What are you talking about?”
 
“The pigs. He sent us into those dirty disgusting pigs. Even if it was just for a moment it was better than roaming the air.”
 
I sat down and opened my notebook. “Wait, are you trying to tell me that you are one of the demons that Jesus cast into the pigs?”
 
“Yes!” she closed her eyes and shook her head. “I can still see his eyes. They burned with the fire of the Father.”
 
“Why do you talk about Him like that?”
 
She opened her eyes. “Like what?”
 
“Like you’re in love with Him. I thought demons and angels were these arch enemies and demons hated God or something.”
 
“How could I hate my Creator?”
 
“You still love God even though He threw you out of Heaven?”
 
“I was beautiful once.” She looked down at herself, “More beautiful than anything I could describe for you to understand. Lucifer convinced us, convinced me, that I was beautiful on my own.” She squeezed her hands into fists. “But it was all lies! We soon realized the truth as we were banished from His presence. The moment we left His presence we realized there was no beauty apart from Him. How could there be? There was no life apart from Him, only death.”
 
The door to the cabin opened.
 
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