The Screwtape Letters

“The best way to drive out the devil if he will not yield to texts of Scripture, is to jeer and flout him, for he cannot bear scorn.” – Martin Luther

Well – I finished two books over the last few days, Brian McLaren’s challenging Everything Must Change and Brennan Manning’s Ragamuffin Gospel. Both great reads and I also thought they were complimentary of each other in many aspects.

I don’t typically read more than one book at a time but ended up doing that this time around. With the books complimenting several ideas between the two, it made remembering who said what that much harder.

Now that these books are done (and I’m still chewing on them) I decided to pick up an old favorite, C.S. Lewis’ Screwtape Letters. I think I read this 10-15 years ago, about the time Bono came out with his McPhisto character and Mirror Ball Man.


It was suggested in the Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me video that the McPhisto character was based on several ideas from The Screwtape Letters (Bono confirmed this in later interviews) – so naturally, I had to read it.

The book is written from the premise of an unusual correspondence between Uncle Screwtape and his nephew Wormwood. Both can be pictured as demons, or spirits or servants of the Devil if you will. The letters are advice from the senior tempter, Screwtape, to his nephew or apprentice, Wormwood, on how to handle one of his “patients.” (read more from Wikipedia)

As I read this morning, Screwtape advises young Wormwood on how to handle the patient’s relationship with his “un-saved” mother. It reminds me of the idea of living an Inverted lifestyle that we’ve talked about so much at encounter recently.

Screwtape suggests several ideas for Wormwood:

  • Keep his mind on the inner life… You must bring him to a condition in which he can practice self-examination for an hour without discovering any of those facts about himself which are perfectly clear to anyone who has ever lived in the same house with him or worked in the same office.
  • It is impossible to prevent his praying for his mother… but make sure that his prayers are always very “spiritual,” that he is always concerned about the state of her soul and never with her rheumatism… His attention will be kept on what he regards as her sins which can be induced to mean any of her actions which are inconvenient or irritating to himself… His ideas about her soul will be very crude and often erroneous, he will, in some degree, be praying for an imaginary person, and it will be your task to make that imaginary person daily less and less like the real mother… I have had patients of my own so well in hand that they could be turned at a moment’s notice from impassioned prayer for a wife’s or son’s “soul” to beating or insulting the real wife or son without a qualm.
  • …it usually happens that each has tones of voice or expressions of face which are almost unendurably irritating to the other. Work on that… Let him assume that she knows how annoying it is and does it to annoy.
  • See to it that each of these two fools has a sort of double standard. Your patient must demand that all his own utterances are to be taken at their face value and judged simply on the actual words, while at the same time judging all his mother’s utterances with the fullest and most oversensitive interpretation of the tone and context of the suspected intention.

Any of that ring true for you? Anyone else see themselves painted in this picture?

For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it. – Mark 8:35

Entitlement theory

So last week before our community group meeting, I grabbed some food for Laurie and I from the drive through of a local fast food restaurant that just happens to serve both Mexican food and fried fish. Yes, an interesting combination – you could say it was a Yum! idea.

Anyways, I waited my turn in line, paid for my food at the first window, waited a while longer and got my food at the second window.

I was asked if I needed any sauce. Being a Mexican and fried fish place I thought – well I have Mexican food, Laurie ordered chicken – you don’t put cocktail sauce or tarter sauce on chicken, “So no.” Bad mistake. Didn’t realize this, but Laurie likes the chicken at this particular restaurant because you can get tarter sauce to put on it. Also, I’m used to people throwing ketchup and such in the bag and I forgot to ask for it specifically – so no ketchup for her fries. Doh. Sorry about that babe.

We headed to the Nash’s ate our food and that was that. A day or so later I noticed there were two charges on our debit account. One for $11.97 (what they told us the price was) and one for $10. It didn’t make sense but I’ve seen things like this before. Someone types in the wrong amount on accident and then cancels it, but it takes another day or two for it to hit our account for some odd reason.

So I waited.

Finally yesterday nothing new had shown up so I decided to call the establishment and find out what was going on. Guess what — the *&@ #&*% *&#@ *&!% ^@&^ #!@ guy who worked at the drive thru window, took it upon himself to charge me for my food and then added on an additional $10 service charge. He must have worked for Ticketmaster in a previous life. Apparently he was adding this service charge/convenience charge/drive thru robbery on several customers cards without their acknowledgment.

I was assured by a manager that he was no longer working for their company and they were attempting to get the funds back. I thought, “Well yeah – You better get the funds back because I want my funds back!” (entitlement theory begins).

I was told she would talk with another manager and they would call me back.

Several hours later she called and asked if I could come in for a refund.

On the way home the entitlement theory began to go to work as I began to think of all the extra things I could ask for as a thank you for all my trouble. Free tacos, free fish, free meals, etc. etc.

I walked in with my theory in hand – and my bank statement print out. I asked for the manager and she walked up asked for my card and swiped it for the refund. “Sorry for your trouble. Thanks.” I said “Thanks” and she turned and walked away to go back to work.

“Wait a minute! What about ‘We’re sorry for your trouble sir. How about free tacos for a year? How about 10 free meals? What else can we do for you sir?’!!! Aren’t you going to try harder to keep my business?! What about my rights?! What about what YOU owe ME?!”

That sure sounded good in my head.

But then there was this other voice in my head that said, “Inverted. Inverted. Inverted. Inverted.”

And then I started thinking, “Everything Must Change.”

I guess if I’m going to teach it, I better believe it. And that “everything” will need to begin with me.

It can’t be about what someone owes me. It can’t be about what I’m entitled to. It can’t be about me, me, me.

If you try to hang on to your life, you will lose it. But if you give up your life for my sake and for the sake of the Good News, you will save it. – Mark 8:35

I wonder what Jesus might have done in this situation?