I went home and went to bed. That night the Lord visited me in a dream. I saw the spirit he was tall about 7 ft. skinny and resembled an very un-kept man. He used to try and follow me after I left his house. But somehow I’d escape him, I suppose it was because I was always praying on my way home. He turned up outside my house and I remember running in and looking out of my letter hole. There was a man by my gate attending to the rubbish. The spirit said to him, “Where is that boy? Where did he go?” I remember peeking out the letterbox and thinking ‘Don’t you tell him.’ but the man pointed at my house. Strange thing was, I noticed the spirit couldn’t get past the man, and he returned back to my friend’s house. That man was an angel that stood guard outside my home.

I must have woken up and went back to sleep as there was a second part to the dream. In the dream the Lord sent me a letter with instructions on it. I remember the letter, it was A4 paper, outlined and the words were in red ink. This was the first of many of those letters in my life.

On the paper it said to return to my friends and cast the demon out.
I STRONGLY don’t believe you have to know names of demons to cast them out, BUT I was told his name of which I have never repeated again, AND to cast him out in the name of Jesus.
I was terrified the next day when I woke up. I had never done anything like this before. I have to admit I felt a bit stupid also. My friend knows me from school before I gave my heart to the Lord, so all the worse thoughts of ridicule was swirling about in my head. I went to another friend’s house to speak to his mother about my dream (They are believers), and his mother said go and do what the Lord is saying and she prayed for me. This was after I had told my own mother. She was scared and said “Don’t get involved! Stay out of it.”

I went to my friend’s house and prayed for him later that day. As I stepped into his house that knowledge came back to me, it was the Lords will I believe, and I told my friend what it was. We giggled and sniggered after I told him my dream and what the Lord has commanded me to do. I said to him the Lord says he will set you free. After I pray for you the demon will leave and your body will be left to recover naturally, within two weeks you will be back outside. I also said the Lord said to tell you, if he helps you and you turn your back on him the spirit will return with more. And you will see that your situation will be worse than now. I asked him if he still wanted me to go ahead with this and he said yes, so I did. It was a normal prayer, the best a new-born Christian could do, lol. There was no shouting, laying on of hands, dancing or heavy poetry, just a few simple words from a shy 17-year-old. Within two weeks, he was back outside and fully recovered. That’s his words not mine.