I had never had a direct confrontation with one of Satan’s angels, but the man standing in front of me was definitely under demonic control. He had come into our church on a Sunday morning, but he had not come as a worshiper. A look of disdain for everything we stood for was in his eyes—and there was something more. The power of evil surrounded him. I sensed it the moment I came near him. As I walked to the front of the auditorium to begin the service, I asked the