Bev used to see things, but mostly good things. So, we were fortunate in that regard. But one time, she told her babysitter that she was seeing "red angels". When I got home, Katie was cowering in the bathroom. Bev was calmly watching TV. I said, "Did you really see red angels?" Bev said, "Nah." I said, "Well, why did you say that then?" She said, "'Cause it's funny to scare Katie." Little turd!
I took a unit of Pastoral Clinical Education ( similar to training to be a chaplain) in a state psychiatric hospital. Many of the patients had chronic mental illnesses that did not respond to medication or therapy. The other students and I would often discuss the relationship between mental illness and the demonic. We planned a Service of the Word for Healing that would include anointing with oil. Several dozen patients showed up for the service. Right as we were about to begin, a fist fight started between two patients over a donut. In seconds, nearly everyone was fighting. It was chaos! The nurses and orderlies restored calm, and the service went off without a hitch. We asked ourselves, “Coincidence or an unseen force trying to stop us? “
Bev used to see things, but mostly good things. So, we were fortunate in that regard. But one time, she told her babysitter that she was seeing "red angels". When I got home, Katie was cowering in the bathroom. Bev was calmly watching TV. I said, "Did you really see red angels?" Bev said, "Nah." I said, "Well, why did you say that then?" She said, "'Cause it's funny to scare Katie." Little turd!
I took a unit of Pastoral Clinical Education ( similar to training to be a chaplain) in a state psychiatric hospital. Many of the patients had chronic mental illnesses that did not respond to medication or therapy. The other students and I would often discuss the relationship between mental illness and the demonic. We planned a Service of the Word for Healing that would include anointing with oil. Several dozen patients showed up for the service. Right as we were about to begin, a fist fight started between two patients over a donut. In seconds, nearly everyone was fighting. It was chaos! The nurses and orderlies restored calm, and the service went off without a hitch. We asked ourselves, “Coincidence or an unseen force trying to stop us? “