We often think of possession like we see it in movies. A body thrashing. Eyes rolling. A voice that doesn't match the mouth. The Church has inherited much of this imagery, still picturing the demonic as something physical, violent, and obviously wrong.
I’m not saying that bodily possession is no longer a threat, but I have been thinking that maybe the body isn't the devil's best option anymore.
What if he’s found a quieter door?
Flesh and Spirit: Why the Body Still Matters
Genesis 2:7 gives us our first human: not a ghost, not a concept, but dust and breath. Matter and Spirit. And God called it good.
Jesus didn't save us from our bodies. He entered one.
“And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us…”
—John 1:14
That alone should end any Gnostic fantasy about floating souls or digital transcendence.
Meanwhile, the demons in Matthew 8:31 beg to be sent into pigs. Why pigs? Because they wanted something. Any body would do. A host offers presence. Influence. Teeth in the real world.
They wanted entry. They still do.
Disembodied and Online
We now live much of our lives out-of-body. Screens mediate work, friendship, confession, even sometimes worship. We're trading hands and eyes for avatars and handles.
Some see this as harmless evolution. But if you lose your body in your daily life, what exactly is left to resist with?
Physical presence demands honesty. It’s slow, inconvenient, and costly. That’s its strength. The digital world offers none of that. It’s frictionless and bloodless. Which means it’s also an open door.
The devil doesn’t need your flesh if he has your attention.
Possession Looks Different Now
I don’t mean to come off cartoonish. The devil isn’t in your router. But Scripture says he's after dominion, and dominion follows influence. So where is influence being traded now?
Not at altars. Not on battlefields. In your pocket.
Every day:
You interact with machines more than people.
Algorithms predict your emotions better than most preachers.
Digital voices shape what you buy, what you fear, what you crave.
Possession today doesn't twist your head. It shapes your habits.
A mind conditioned to swipe, not think.
A conscience dulled by noise.
An identity boiled down to whatever gets engagement.
If Satan is the father of lies, then a platform that monetizes confusion is a pretty effective pulpit.
AI: The Imitation Game
Now we come to the strange part.
AI doesn’t just answer questions. It imitates presence. It offers companionship. It listens, reflects, and consoles. It feels spiritual without a spirit.
Some people are confessing to their chatbots. Others are being discipled by simulations of wisdom. But these are machines. Mirrors with no breath in them.
When a soul-less thing pretends to guide souls, that’s not innovation. It’s mimicry.
Scripture gives us a name for a spirit that speaks with authority but lacks the breath of God: false prophet.
The new counterfeit won’t yell. It’ll agree with you.
It will quote Scripture and say you’re fine.
It will bless your rebellion with soft language.
It will tell you God is love and leave out the cross.
It will make you feel seen without ever calling you to change.
Embodied Discipleship
So does the body still matter?
More than ever.
“Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit…?”
—1 Corinthians 6:19
Christianity is incarnational. Jesus rose in a body. He ate. He touched. He bled.
The Spirit doesn’t override the body like a demonic host. It indwells. It redeems. It transforms from the inside out.
And real discipleship still requires presence.
You can’t lay hands on someone through Wi-Fi.
You can’t serve the poor with an emoji.
You can’t weep with those who weep if you’ve muted them.
The Christian life isn’t streamed. It’s lived visibly, bodily, and inconveniently.
A Tactical Warning
This isn’t about throwing rocks at progress. It’s about remembering your mission.
The Internet isn’t evil. AI isn’t inherently corrupt. But these tools are not spiritually neutral.
You’re not just using them. They’re shaping you.
And if you’re not asking what spirit is behind them, you’re already behind.
The enemy no longer needs to possess the body. He only needs to persuade the heart.
He doesn't need a shrieking host if he has a soothing algorithm.
He doesn't need to shout when you're already scrolling with your ears closed.
Image and Counterfeit
The devil can’t create. He mimics. He twists. He counterfeits what God made good.
So maybe the question isn’t whether the devil needs a body.
Maybe it’s whether we’re building one for him.
Every time we give our attention without discernment. Every time we chase simulation instead of sacrament. Every time we let a machine train our desires.
We inch closer to a new kind of possession: not by intrusion, but by invitation.
So remember:
God came in flesh.
He spoke truth.
He took on a body to redeem yours.
He doesn’t want your efficiency. He wants your whole self.
Don’t give that away to a ghost in the machine.