To War with Love
The final let-out for Satan would be to force the Messiah to avoid human death - to make it so
painful and torturous that the Spirit would simply escape the agonising body and leave the world
to Satan alone.
That the battle must take place was clear, and its opening stages were imminent!
Satan felt the time to be near; he sensed the quiet - like the moment of pause before the flight of
an arrow; the pregnant pause before the storm of battle; the battle he knew must come - and
The prophesies were clear about the year, the country and the town in which it would start; but
the form in which the attack would come, he could not tell.
Satan viewed with contempt the scenes of gluttonous orgy before him. It was a cool night on the
hills around Jerusalem. Shepherds had lit fires, not just to keep the wild animals away, but also
to afford themselves a little warmth. In the banqueting hall of king Herod there was little need for
fires to keep the revellers warm. From around the walls the flickering flames of hundreds of
torches cast their unsteady light upon host, guest and servant alike.
The flames reflected orange daggers of light from the silver goblets of the diners lounging at their
food-laden tables. Many were lying on their couches in a drunken stupor, while others fondled
the almost naked bodies of the servant girls whose task it was to pour the wine while they
themselves were pawed.
Smoke from the torches curled blue and heavy around the beams of the lofty ceiling, making the
air dense and stifling - seeming to deaden and muffle the sensuous music of the players in the
How Satan hated these weak creatures of time and space. Creatures of such favour and
potential, yet almost totally unaware of their spiritual dimension.
He watched Herod leering at the dancing girls gyrating in front of his table. Here was a man so
intoxicated with his own puny power that he believed his ability to create and construct could
give him immortality on earth.
Just so long as there was a major project requiring his driving vision and energy, just so long
would the gods give him space and time to complete the work. This was the belief that Satan
had placed in the mind of the king. He had placed it in the years of Herod's youth using
mediums and soothsayers. He had fanned and developed the belief into a burning, feverish
conviction that was now consuming the soul of the man, snaring and binding it to the treadmill of
the lower dimensions.
The king was the man Satan had chosen to "set the stage" for the forthcoming battle.