Postcards from Lucifer

Every once in a while when I’m

Facing one of life’s moral dilemmas

Of right versus wrong

I get a postcard from Lucifer

Saying, “sure wish you were here,”

The days are filled with laughter,

And overflowing with beer,

No worries and nothing to fear.

It’s the easy life

So forget your Christian convictions

Let go of the unnecessary strife

With all the “restrictions”

Come indulge yourself in life’s

Abundant pleasures

Come experience what I have to offer,

And I’ll give you all of life’s treasures.”

And for a moment, it’s tempting.

After all – it is the road most often taken,

But then I recognize Satan’s

Sly whispers

Which reminds me how I will be forsaken     

For Lucifer’s postcard promises

Are empty and filled with deception

So I respond promptly with my

Letter of resignation

The Lord, my God, has changed

My sinful desires

Giving me a new heart, a new start

And that is where my soul retires

With Him my future vacation

Has security

It’s not the falsity of the mirage

In the desert masqued

By obscurity

So now whenever Lucifer sends

Me postcards

In an effort to hinder

I send them back with a big

Red stamp that reads

“Wrong address. Return to sender!”