I Believe that Satan Exists. It’s a logical deduction.

C. S. Lewis said,

“If you find yourself with a desire that no experience in this world can satisfy, then the most probable explanation is that you were made for another world.”

In Lewis style, then,

“If you find yourself with a sinful desire that no amount of will power can overcome, then the most probable explanation is that there is an explanation: Satan.”

Taking an honest look at why we all desire to live forever in a place much better than the present one, Lewis counsels the skeptic to consider that the desire is probably meant to find the reality that it seeks. Likewise, if one takes an honest look at why there is massive evil in the world, by which earthly explanations do not satisfy, then the speculation is probably meant to expose the truth – Satan must be real. Let’s consider a few things that we interact with on a daily basis.

1. A World of Contrast. Hot and Cold. Light and Dark. Sweet and Sour. Fast and Slow. Tall and Short. Love and Hate. Summer and Winter. Refreshing and Rancid. Beautiful and Ugly. You get the picture. If there was a man who once walked the earth and never sinned, not once, and was so selfless that he gave up his life so that others may live forever, then the odds are, is that there is a being who is equal in measure, but in contrast – he is the very embodiment of sin, of selfishness, of deceit and lies, of murder and destruction.

2. A World of Toddlers. Having raised three children, and now watching and playing with two grandsons (not to mention observing little ones at Walmart), there is no earthly explanation for why a one year old can so easily lie, deceive, manipulate, coerce, destroy, strike, seek revenge, play on your fears, apply guilt, all this and more, without the least bit of coaching or example. The most reasonable explanation is beyond societal influence: something is deeply broken at the very core of our existence that can only be explained by believing in someone who is as hellish as Jesus is holy.

3. A World of Death. Here we have the most striking evidence as a witness to the existence of Satan. Death is proof that Sin exists, for death is the consequence of sin. But you cannot speak of sin in the abstract – you cannot say to a wife whose husband was murdered, “there is nothing necessarily evil or good about what was done to your husband.” You must speak of sin on a capital level: Sin is real because Satan is real. And death is the height of the consequence of Sin that has infiltrated what was once completely Good. If you want to know how bad Sin is, look at Death, for death is the consequence of Sin. Which is why Man works so hard to overcome death.

When it comes to Death, no man is a true Darwinian, accepting, even relishing the opportunity to get out of the way so that the strong may survive. No – we protest against Death with a megaphone of deeds, tears, medical care, safety measures, poems and songs, and the respect of the body upon expiration. For me, it is not a strained leap of faith to conclude that behind all this death is a Serpent whose very goal is to kill me and everyone that I love.

Which is why I find within me a desire to see him destroyed along with Death, at the hands of the one who conquered both Death and the Grave. I believe in Satan because I believe that Jesus would not have walked this earth unless there was such a formidable enemy that needed to be put in his place.

This is My Fault?!


I hate weeds. It’s the bane of my life since my wife loves to garden without weed-killer. Do I have to pull weeds? Cheryl says yes. But that’s not really my question. I mean, “Why are there weeds for me to pull in the first place?”

And there you have it! Because in the first place there was supposed to be trust in the Lord’s provisions along with managing the ground. I once had it made in the shade. I once had the privilege of hard work without any opposition from the ground. But all that was forfeited when I said goodbye to God. Adam, our head representative of the human race, along with his wife, said adios to God in the garden. They wanted to live life on their own terms, make their own rules, supply their own need, sustain their own livelihood, and graduate themselves to the very top, declaring themselves as their own gods. Then what happened?

What do you get when you try to do life apart from the author of life?

“The LORD God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to work it and keep it (work came before sin, i.e., work is not the consequence of sin). And the LORD God commanded the man, saying, ‘You may surely eat of every tree of the garden, but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die” – Genesis 2:15-17.

Notice that God did not say, “you eat from that tree and I’ll kill you.” God said that you will die. Death is a just and natural consequence of trying to live without the giver of life. Man cannot take the place of God – he cannot be man and attempt to be God, to know and sustain fully all that there is to know and sustain about good and evil. But he tried. And trying, he died. Man went down and weeds came up. They came up against his sweaty face to tell him – “this is your fault”:

“. . . cursed is the ground because of you; in pain you shall eat of it all the days of your life; thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for you; and you shall eat the plants of the field. By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread, till you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken; for you are dust, and to dust you shall return” – Gen. 3:17b-19.

Both my body and the ground are cursed. Those wretched annual weeds remind me of this. But the curse of weeds will not be overturned by man. Someone must come along and live out the obedient, trusting, hard-working life that the first Adam abandoned. And that someone is none other that the weed-busting Jesus who is the bread of life. Adam got a hint of this when he was given grace and mercy to “eat bread” till he returned to dust. Bread does not come from weeds but from wheat. Jesus would undergo the curse as the bread of life – he would die my death, suffer my curse, but come up out of the ground without the infection of the curse, not like a poisonous and obnoxious weed, but as sweet satisfying bread. Weeds are man’s fault. Bread is God’s mercy.

So pull a weed today and eat some bread. Own one and give thanks for the other.