A Demonic Harassment

There was an eight-year-old girl who often attended my Bible studies. One evening after studying the Bible, she conveyed to me that she had been hearing voices in her head. Every time she prayed, the voices would tell her,

"Stop it, you don't want to do that!".

Her mind would then go blank; unable to remember what she wanted to pray for.

Similarly, whenever she sang a Christian song, the voices would tell her,

"Stop it, you don't want to sing that, sing other songs instead!".

This happened continuously for about a month before she finally told her mother. Her mother didn't believe her; thinking she was making it all up. Hence why she had come to me for help.

Warfare

Looking at the situation that evening, I knew that she was tormented by demons. Demons hate any prayers and praises that glorify God. I had to do something. So, I asked the young girl to go with me to one of the rooms in the house. There, alone with her, I spoke to the demons that were tormenting her. I asked who they were, what their names were, and why were they tormenting her? There was silence. Then after a few minutes the girl said to me,

"They're not saying anything, Elma. They don't want to answer your questions".

So, I started to speak to them again - this time I told them to leave her alone because she belongs to God; God loves her. Then suddenly she said to me,

"Elma, they are laughing at you!".

At this point, the hairs behind my neck began to stand up, and I thought to myself,

"Oh man, this is creepy! What am I doing in a room of demons on my own?! I must be crazy doing this!".

I felt like running out of the room because their laughter confirmed to me that they have heard me, that this confrontation was now for real, and they were responding.

Much as I wanted to run, I stood my ground, I forbid my legs to run away. My heart was beating so fast. What have I let myself into? I decided to stay calm and remember that I have God and Jesus on my side. I channelled my fear into anger. How dare they laughed at me?! Wait until I get the Name of Jesus on them! So in Jesus name, I told them to leave her forever. I told them they have no right to her. She is God's child. She has been paid for by the blood of Jesus. I repeated the Name of Jesus over and over as my anger at them began to heighten. Then, after a few minutes, the girl looked at me and said,

"Elma, they stopped laughing now and they're gone!".

I felt a relief come over me, not just for her, but for me too. I have just witnessed the power of the Name of Jesus. I hugged her, and we prayed together there and then to thank Jesus and God for delivering her from this torment.