Okie-doke, time for the other story I heard Sunday morning.
There's a place where Satan has had to build all kinds of hospitals and therapy buildings and whatnot, due to the number of demons that have been bested by Jesus and his followers.
One demons is wheeled into the hospital in terrible condition. He's on a life support machine, even.
The doctors want to know what happened; they're positive some great warrior of faith was the cause. They try to find out from the demon himself exactly which warrior it was. "Was it some pastor? Or a missionary, maybe? Were you thrown out like this by a prophet?"
The demon keeps shaking his head at each guess. "I wish it were one of those," he gasps. "But no. The one who did this to me was a young schoolkid, barely a teenager. She stood up for Jesus, no matter what I tried."
This is a shorter story than yesterday, but perhaps it's more powerful. We all have every ability when we take Jesus' side; Satan cannot best a single one of us.
There's a saying I'm thinking of, but I can't find the direct quote. However, I found something really close in a song: "And Satan trembles when he sees / The weakest saint upon his knees."
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