I was with my friend Kenny, and we were bringing a group of church people into a room for casting out demons and healing. It was a small, rectangular room with no windows. In the middle was a rectangular, wooden table. The walls were a warm color and seemed to radiate natural light. I looked at a young man with a pimpled face and said: “go and guard the door.” He ignored me, so I repeated myself several times until he finally went to the door.

Kenny had sat down at the table with the other people, but before we started, I knew the demons must be cast out of the room first. I stood up and rebuked the demons in the name of Jesus, and cupping my hands, I blew into them, making the sound of a shofar. As I blew, I could feel my spirit growing to a large size, my body rising off the floor and slowly spinning around. I felt the demonic presence clear from the room, and then my friend Kenny began casting out demons from the people and healing them.