Forbidden pleasure…the ultimate weapon against desiring God

The Screwtape Letters

“All we can do is encourage the humans to use the pleasures in ways and degrees he has forbidden. So always try to work any pleasure towards that which is least natural therefore least pleasurable. An ever increasing craving for an ever diminishing pleasure is the formula! Get the man’s soul, give him nothing in return, this is what really gladdens our father’s (Satan) heart!” – Screwtape the demon

We have a ruthless enemy, an enemy that does not rest but roams like a lion looking for whom to devour. An enemy that has seen the development of man from its conception. Our enemy knows us well, perhaps even better than you know yourself. Not only is our enemy ruthless, but it is also crafty and deceptive. We have an enemy that takes truth and makes it appear “subjective.” The enemy takes the good, tworts it, mangles it and sells it as a hot commodity. Appealing to the eyes, soothing to the flesh, detrimental to the soul, and deathly to our relationship with the Lord.

Friends, be on guard! Our Father is good, and He has given us the wisdom and guidance to fight the good fight and to live abundantly!

Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices;
my flesh also dwells secure.
For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol,
or let your holy one see corruption.
You make known to me the path of life;
in your presence there is fullness of joy;
at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
Psalm 16:11

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