After making incredible strides forward in deliverance with a participant, they suddenly cut me off, refusing to talk about anything deliverance-related. The switch was very strange, and I tried to push through their wall for weeks because I suspected something was off. We were getting close to a breakthrough, and the demons knew it. Were they responsible for the roadblock?
The participant continued to suffer under the demon’s usual attacks while they refused to talk, causing them to grow more and more desperate for help. I continued to offer my help until, finally, the truth came out. The demons had told them that if they talked to me again, they would kill me. If I recall correctly, they reinforced this threat with dreams of how they would do it. And now that the participant had told me the truth, they were terrified that it would happen.
“If they could do that, they would have done it by now,” I responded. “It’s just a lie to stop your progress and keep you from kicking them out. They’re afraid of failing their mission and they’re trying to see what might derail you. While it was very noble of you to want to protect me, now that you’ve told me what’s going on we can fight back.”
We returned to the process and kicked them out. And I didn’t die.
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