Have you ever heard someone do this? This might be more of a Southern Baptist thing, but I personally find it to be delightful. Here’s how it typically sounds in a prayer:
“Lord we just pray for your strength Lord. We just lift you up Lord. We just praise you. And devil, ohhh devil, we put you on notice. No longer will you have control over our annual bake sale. The mistakes we made last year and the fights we had at the peach pie table have been forgiven and forgotten. We put you on notice devil.”
Whenever I hear something like that I start to think about the devil. He’s at home, sitting in a chair by a never ending fire of sulfur and sorrow eating a deviled egg. He’s reading Harry Potter or the Da Vinci Code or New Earth when someone knocks at his door. He gets up, opens the door and sees a delivery man standing there. “Uh, Mr. Devil. Just wanted to let you know, that you’ve been put on notice. Mary Smith says you better stay away from the bake sale this year.” He shrugs, walks back over to his chair and turns on some MTV.
That’s what I imagine in my head anyway.
(And thanks to the folks that suggested this topic.)