Posts in the The Dementape Letters series
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- The Dementape Letters: Five
- The Dementape Letters: Six
[It's been some time since Dementape's last correspondence with her niece and novice tempter, Gutrot. The Head of the Department of Kingdom Thwartation got a better firewall, but she has, alas, grown lax with security once again, and this missive appeared last evening in the storage area under our stairs where we keep the catbox. You can read Dementape's previous letters starting here.]
My dear niece Gutrot,
I must admit that your most recent attempt at high-level temptation has paid off…this once. It pains me a little to do so, considering the monumental failure of your previous “creativity” (the aftershocks of which we are still feeling), but no foul deed must go unrewarded. So — well done. You may expect an increase to your Soul Ration after the Demon Resources payroll paperwork has been approved by the Head of DR and Our Father Below.
I had my doubts about you, Gutrot, but you have proved yourself in the area that matters most: instinct. All the education that Hell affords can never teach you that tingling feeling you get when you sense an opening and worm your way in. And worm you did! If we are lucky, your work will bear rotten fruit in the Emerging Church for years to come.
They didn’t even see it coming! I’m not even sure they see it now your work is done. Keep them blinded, Gutrot, and they may never know how this seemingly subtle shift in course has fundamentally changed their Kingdom Values. When they began this Emerging Church venture only two years ago, your Subjects pledged to keep the impoverished and marginalized at the center of their Community…yet now, thanks to your undermining handiwork, the poor are marginalized more than ever. Again, I say: Well done.
It was truly breathtaking how you managed it: When the time came to appoint new Elders who would guide the Church in Her spiritual undertakings, you saw the confusion and questions surrounding what qualifies a Person for such a position. (Confusion is a tempter’s best friend — it so easily disintegrates into Chaos. Delicious!) The danger for the Emerging Church’s dedication to live embedded in their surrounding Culture is that they can swallow so many of those Culture’s Values without even noticing. Instead of drawing together to Pray and seek guidance from The Enemy’s infernal Word, you nudged them to look outward to learn what qualifications their Culture counts as worthy. You saw the opening, and wormed your way in.
Honestly, I can barely believe the spectacle of your success. They have appointed five Men who know how to do only one thing well: make money. Of course, I am thrilled at the prospect that these moguls will make decisions that are based solely on the Church’s best financial interest (though we must never underestimate the Changing Power of the Holy Spirit, even in the most hardened Subjects); but I am most excited by the seismic shift this indicates in the Values of the Emerging Church Herself. How marvelous that they now equate fiscal success with spiritual maturity and health! Their reasoning makes perfect sense from a Worldly perspective: who better to guide the young Community than Men who have guided businesses through the murky waters of today’s uncertain economic climate? But from a Kingdom perspective, they have missed the mark entirely. They don’t suspect that they’ve bought into the Lie we’ve been telling for millennia: “God helps those who help themselves.”
If luck and Evil are with us, this shifting Value will burgeon into a conviction that the poor — who clearly do not “help themselves” — should be viewed with mistrust and ridicule, since The Enemy is obviously not on their side. At the very least, the wisdom of the marginalized will stay where it belongs: on the margins. You must continue your work, Gutrot, to ensure this opportunity goes our way.
Your mother sends her worst. We are both proud of you, and look forward to the tasty Souls you will undoubtedly bring in droves to the Table of Our Father Below.
Your vile and affectionate aunt,
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