I'm not doing anything wrong. I am doing my best. I spend time in the Word. I praise and worship God. I pray as I should. I tithe. I share the Gospel with others. Why is Satan fighting me like he is? How many times you have thought that? I have thought it too many times to count. I have prayed about it too many times to count. As with everything else, I have a theory...

I don't get telemarketing calls asking me if I want XYZ credit card. I already have the XYZ credit card. I do get a lot of mail from the XYZ credit card company. The letters explain all the new benefits, "freebies" and updates available to their cardholders. The ABC credit card company calls several times a week, promising all that they think I could possibly want from a credit company. Well, they did before I put myself on the "Do Not Call" list that is now available.

Yes, there is a point. It may not be a good point, but there is a point. Personally, I think it is a good point...

Think of God as the XYZ credit card company and Satan as the ABC credit card company...

Satan wants me to "transfer my account" from God to him. That is why he is always "communicating" with me - AKA fighting me tooth and nail. Satan is trying to get my business, so to speak. Of course, God is letting me know about all the benefits of staying with Him.

Let's think about this a bit...

Satan wouldn't be after if me if he had me. You never hear from "soon-to-be saved" people how Satan is tempting and bugging them. He doesn't do that. Why would he? He has them, so why would he be trying to get them? Satan isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he isn't that stupid; he at least understands time management.

On the other hand, God is always reminding me of His benefits. Eternal life, blessings, protection, unconditional love - all the good stuff He has to offer.

When Satan attacks me, the first thing I do is smile. I know I am doing something right. He is coming against me because he wants me even though he can't ever have me. I belong to God and he hates that. Oh, the fiery darts he throws my way. After I smile, I laugh out loud. I find him to be a comical little creature. If I was a more compassionate person, I would feel sorry for him. I know he can't touch me or my family. We are covered in the Blood of Jesus. Yet, he is still out there - jumping through hoops to bug me. After my laughing jag, I rebuke him. In the name of Jesus, I tell him to leave me and my family alone. I even tell him to go back to Hell, take his looser buddies with him and not for any of them to bug anyone else on their way back. Once he and his feeble demons gets back to Hell, they are to sit on their hands and not bother me anymore.

Okay, I am a little cocky. I'm just sick of dealing with that looser. If the truth was known, all I have to do is say the name "Jesus." Satan, like everyone else, immediately has to bow down to that name. I have an exceptional imagination (I just admitted to be cocky), but I can't even fathom the power in the name of Jesus. It blows my mind. If the power of the name of Jesus blows my mind, I can't help but wonder what it does to Satan. I love to think about that. I can just see his weak little body imploding or him running around in circles, crying out, "Why me? Why me?"

When Satan comes against you, get rid of him. See, I've read the fine print of the contract (the Bible) and Satan doesn't have anything to offer us. Plus, he is bankrupt, so to speak. He was defeated over 2000 years ago when Jesus was crucified and rose again. Remind him of this when you rebuke him and send him on his way. To put it in simpler terms...

Put Satan on your "Do Not Call List."

See, I told you I had a point.

Isaiah 55:11