I have no problem not respecting the devil, nor do I show him any respect (yeah, in another post, I said he was smarter than me, but that’s because by myself, he is). But, see, I’m 16 gonna-be-17-soon, and I think I’m invincible, so yeah, I get my punches in. I’m not afraid to stand up in front of my C.C.D. class and say that Satan loses, God wins, and that he gets beat pretty badly. I have no problem with saying that there and no problem saying it now. I have no problem calling out Satanists (I’ve done it before) and people involved in the cult-like practices (done that before, too).
Why do I do this? Because God’s with me. (I get this feeling that God just tells me what to say to them, because I can’t come up with the stuff I say.) All three times that I’ve done this (once with a Satanist and twice with people performing cult-like practices [ouiga boards and stuff like that]), they weren’t able to respond to my comments. Heck, this Satanist wrote a letter to Christ, challenging any Christian to contradict what he wrote in it. Well, the letter was presented to me by a friend, and I wrote him a 14-page reply. Last time I heard, the Satanist was still trying to find out how to respond to it.
I’m a little hesitant with Satan himself, but then again, I’m 16, and I’m invincible.