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Madam Darkshade

Just a little intro. Lord willing, I am going to post each week a letter that is written by one named "Madam Darkshade." The style of these letters are very similar to C.S. Lewis' The Screwtape Letters. The Backdrop is different and obviously my wit, writing skill, and intelligence, will never even graze the surface of his writings. My intention is solely to bring to light inward battles that churches face across this world. May it be a blessing.





My most despicable Marah,

You are thriving in the ways of your father, not like his foolish brother, who will never be missed. I must warn you though not to get complacent in your duties. Indeed, this beautiful poison seeps deep into the hearts of many of those vile grungies, but your mission requires the utmost belligerence.

I am assigning you Moloch’s previous task for he is moving up in rank and will soon be part of the glorious elite. There have been countless successes much like your mission, but be vigilant nonetheless. We can’t afford to have another enlightened fiasco on our hands. Not while The Megas Drakon’s darkness prevails.

You are given the task of destroying a local ecclesia of grungies. Moloch was cunning enough to already plant the seed of bitterness and doubt. All you have to do is stir the pot and watch as it boils over to ruin. We were met with some complications. For example, we craved that with their appointed bishop falling into Pathos’ alluring trap that the grungies would scatter like mice, but sometimes, as you well know, they are harder to get rid of.

They are at this time seeking another foolish bishop and offering up prayers to that enemy. I trust I don’t have to explain to you how to abuse their emotions, but I would have you remember to always start with unbelief. Make them doubt the calling of a bishop. Make them doubt themselves. Not in that sick, humble sense, but in doubting whether they need to gather together at all. Exploit the failure of the last bishop and make sure they never trust another one.

Your Most Radiant and  
  Shrewd Grandmother,

          Madam Darkshade
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