I see her. Resisting temptation. I slither up behind her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. "Hi, honey," I say, sympathetic. "I know what you're going through. Trust me - giving in, just this once, won't matter." I slide my hands down her arms and rest them on her hips. She trembles as she stares at the bottle of scotch. 

I am about to prod her into drinking when I look into her eyes. What I see frightens me.

She has the light of the Enemy in her eyes!

Shrieking, I fall back, unable to tempt her as she calls upon the name of the Enemy. She falls to her knees and cries out for her Redeemer. 

The very name of...of...of God causes me to shrivel! I cower in fear as she calls out to Her Maker.

"No!" she shouts. "I will not give in this time!"

Light shoots out from her heart, enveloping her in a protection that she cannot see, but that I cannot dare to break. I scream in terror as her God fights for her. He faces me and commands me to leave.

I run away, seared with pain and shaking in the Presence of Yahweh.

Because God has always caused the demons to tremble.

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All Glory to God!

Dedicated to those who are in temptation.

For a creative writing class, I was challenged to weave a compelling story. The only catch? To write it in no more than 1,000 words. Kind of a challenge for one used to verbosity, eh?

So here it is. I'm sorry if it's blunt.

No, I'm not. It had to be.

As this is already receiving a grade, my point is to share, not to be critiqued. I certainly do appreciate feedback, but I disabled ratings because this story is already complete.

updated Jan 29 by cassandramorrow