When I first set out to write these letters, I thought I was doing it to expose the enemy’s schemes, you know – his whispers, his tactics, his subtle sabotage of the soul. But somewhere between the first letter and whatever number I’m on now… I realized the exposure wasn’t just outward. It was inward.

Writing these letters confronted me.

Every topic, every temptation I shaped in Screwtape’s voice echoed through my own walk with God. I saw how easily I scroll past truth. How often I mask laziness as “rest.” How quickly I settle for emotional highs instead of rooted faith. These weren’t just fictional strategies. These were my fights. My distractions. My compromises.

And yet, here’s what surprised me.

As I wrote, the Holy Spirit began to highlight not just the areas where I still fall short, but also the places where I’ve overcome. There were moments when I paused mid-sentence, tears welling up, not from conviction, but from deep gratitude. Because some of the battles these letters describe? I’ve fought them. And by the grace of God, I’ve won.

So I lifted up a song of gratitude to God and for some I got up and danced.
Not because I’m perfect, but because I’ve seen His power at work in me.
Because even in my weakness, He’s been faithful.
Because the enemy didn’t win and one thing I know is – God will win!

And that’s the uncomfortable beauty of this series.

It’s written in the enemy’s voice, but it constantly led me back to God’s.

If you’ve read these and felt pierced, me too. If you’ve felt uncomfortable, exposed, or even defensive, I get it. That’s how I knew the Holy Spirit was speaking. Because conviction doesn’t come to shame us. It comes to change us and revert our attention back to His. And celebration comes when we recognize His sanctifying work.

So my prayer is simple:
That these fictional letters point you to a very real Jesus.
That they stir discernment.
That they make you sober-minded.
That they bring you to your knees and sometimes to your feet, with hands lifted in praise.

Thank you for reading my heart, cloaked in satire. 

There are still more letters to come – so anticipate and share them. 

May each one not just entertain, but gently (or not so gently) lead you back to His heart.

With all sincerity,
Yahweh’s Delight,
A fellow soldier, learning to resist, rejoice, and abide.