“Aaaiiiggh!!” The scream startled the KWB as he was giving out tissues to crying prayees at the ministry time at Vineyard Christian Fellowship, Anaheim, California. Instinctively he turned in the direction to see a young Asian woman thrashing wildly as she screamed bloody murder at the top of her lungs. Finally she fell backward, landing on several people hard. Everyone was scattering away from her as she rolled around on the floor, continuously yelling, wailing, and kicking out.
This was something he had seen before, a manifestation of someone under a spiritual encounter with pure evil, reacting as though “something” was attacking them. Whether it was a psychosis of the mind or actual “demon” that caused this reaction it was chilling to hear. No one approached her, though a woman with a Ministry Team badge was trying to stop her from crashing into others who were on the floor.
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With no Badge or training the KWB hesitated, then armed with only his trusty box of Kleenex he leaped into action. He stepped up next to her as she rolled, blocking with one foot then dropped as gently as he could on top of her. It took some doing but he quickly pinned her arms across her chest and was straddled above her hips. Her strength was almost superhuman for her petite size.
She looked Chinese or Vietnamese, short and petite, in her early twenties. But she was filled with adrenalin or ‘something’ because it was all he could do to hold her down. One arm jerked loose, knocked his glasses away and tore at his face before he caught it and pinned her arms to the floor. A woman with a Ministry Team Badge made the mistake of leaning over and received a perfectly aimed phlegm.
The woman with a Badge came back but kept her distance. She told the KWB to pray, “Hey, I don’t have training, I need a badge”. She told him “You don’t need a badge, I’m right here, pray against Ancestral spirits”. (Sure, she wasn’t exactly near, keeping six feet away as the lovely China Girl continued screaming and spitting at him or anyone who came too close.)
So, following instructions he boldly commanded, “I come against all Darkness, in the name of…” He had no time to finish because it was like throwing gasoline on a fire, bucking like a bronco and howling in rage, a deep “Voice” came out from her cursing in, Chinese? Yes it must be, it wasn’t Vietnamese.
Now at this point a curious and strange thing occurred…Suddenly, the ‘face’ of the China Girl was twisted into a mask- almost exactly like the kind you see in Korea with down-turned mouth, eyes bulging, every facial muscle contorted in ways humanly impossible. Her eyes rolled backwards until only the whites showed. She was hyper-ventalating loudly, her chest heaving up and down. This was getting really “Exorcist” stuff now.
“Who are YOU?!! WE KNOW about YOU!!” The voices were deep and chilling and her distorted eyes looked menacingly at him. What? They KNEW him? Well, that was for certain from his past sinful life, but could they TELL everything outloud? What was he doing here?
Marvelous! He was about to be outted by a demon? A public revelation of his Sins, oh crap. Where was the woman with the Badge! ‘You have NO Badge, you need a stinkin badge!’ the Voice mocked. Panic and Fear knocked violently at his mind. Doubts assailed him, ‘what do you think you are doing? You are one of us!’
The China Girl added another well aimed shot of phlegm, and one hand got loose and tried to grab his privates. Insults and injury, this was indeed more than he had bargained for. He wondered when the ‘cavalry’ would arrive and HELP. He got the hand pinned down again, shocked at the terrorfying look in 'it's eyes'.
Then a hand rested on his left shoulder, a strong firm hand, it must be one of the pastors he thought but was too busy to glance backwards. It instantly gave him confidence and reassurance. Courage welled up…and righteous anger. He spied a cross around the China Girl’s neck, she was a Christian! They can’t do This to her!
He raised his voice and commanded in a Marine Corps Drill Instructor’s VOICE, “En El Nombre De Jesus, Silencio!!” That seemed to work! Perhaps Spanish worked better than English. Her body arched up like a bronco then shook violently as though a great conflict was raging within. But the growling diminished in volume and fierceness.
With one last deep sigh and a violent shudder, her body went totally limp, relaxed. Her breathing slowed down, then the China Girl opened her eyes with clarity and confusion, perhaps wondering why he was pinning her down. She smiled sweetly, “Ah, Hello”. Thinking this could be a trick, the KWB stayed on top. The woman with the Badge looked closely, declared that it was now safe to let her get up. Finally convinced that she was okay, he raised himself off and helped her sit up.
Tim came over to the KWB and picked up the crushed Kleenex box. “Tim, who was standing behind me? He never spoke but I FELT his hand on my shoulder.” Tim looked at him curiously, “Don’t know, bud, I looked over at you several times. No one but Cheryl was anyway near you guys. That girl was manifesting something fierce.”
The next day at the Tape Lending Booth, John Wimber’s wife Carol came to the booth. Carol told him he should sign up for Ministry Training Classes starting the next week. He told her he didn’t think he was ready yet for that. She told him, “Looks like you were doing fine last night, a little bit rough technique-wise. We don’t usually sit on people when we pray for them,” she laughed. He signed up that day and took all the classes they had over the next few years. In a couple of months, he even HAD A BADGE.
He was soon on both Small and Large Ministry Teams, “Doing the Stuff” as they said at Vineyard. Over the next several years the KWB travel to England, Germany, South Africa. He would see many other amazing and hard to believe things. Power encounters between spiritual forces, physical healings, emotional and mental healings, things he did not fully understand.
Many are fascinated by the supernatural, is it real or just movie stuff? Have you had 'power encounter' experiences in the supernatural?
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