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'AN UN-ANSWERED PRAYER to SATAN'
by George McCalman
10/06/10
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"A PRAYER TO SATAN!"

After being warned by an agent of Satan that I would be hurt bad or killed
if I told this story to anyone. Since Sept. 6, 1994, the very day, I first
told my brother this story I have: (A)I Broke my back, Sept. 6, 1994
(B)Dec. 13-1999, I Had a heart attack (C)Jan. 27-2000, I Had (painful)
quadruple by-pass surgery, Where they cut me open and took my heart out
and put it on a table fixed it and put it back in. (D)Aug. 17-2007, I Had
an abdominal aneurism (that almost killed me) and did disable me. Now: Mar
1, 2010 I plan to tell the world on the World Wide Web, Satan you gave it
your best shot and both I and the Lord Jesus Christ are still here, and
always will be! However Satan, your days are numbered, and you know it!
Jesus Christ truly is King of King's and Lord of Lord's. I'm gone fishing,
George L. McCalman God's will in our lives is most clearly seen when
viewed through the eyes of Faith. "A PRAYER TO SATAN!" "Jim, I have told
this story to only two other people. One was my older brother on Sept. 6,
the day I broke my back. The other was Linda, a friend of mine last
week-end. I wanted so much to tell Arabella, so it would increase her
faith in Jesus. You are only the third person I've told this too."
"Anyway, here goes." "Jim, in August of 1994, I was living in Shreveport,
Louisiana, in a small apartment and had become good friends with a couple,
living next door. They were in their early forties, my age group. We would
talk daily. He would go out of town on business and ask me to make sure
she was OK and to watch the house while he was gone. She would ask me over
for dinner and we would watch a little TV, and visit. "However, on one
such occasion, she asked me over around 8 pm. to visit. When I walked into
her living room there was a coffee table in the middle of the room with a
candle in the center of it. I was somewhat puzzled and thought, "This must
be some kind of Voodo stuff," she is a little weird anyway. "All the
light's in the house were off but there was some light coming in from the
street lights outside, enough to see around the room." She asked me to sit
down on the floor across from her at the coffee table. As I was sitting
down she lit the candle in the center of the table as well as a few more
scattered around the room. "When she sat down, she asked me to repeat
after her." I was some what reluctant, but thought, what the heck, why
not? She then started mumbling some words that I did not understand, nor
had I ever heard any similar to them. She would say about three or four
words, then, wait for me to repeat them. This went on for about eight to
ten minutes. when she stopped, I asked her what I had just said." Jim, she
said, "You just gave your life and soul to Satan." My immediate reply was,
"No I did not, I did not know what I was saying." Jim had said nothing, by
now he was sitting there with no expression, only his eye's were a little
more wide open. I think I had his attention now. Any way I kept talking.
"She kind of nervously shuffled, rearranging the way she was sitting. She
was now in the yoga position on the floor. Her knees were bent, with her
feet underneath her." I knew by this time, that I was involved in a
satanic worship." Duh-uh. "After saying that I had not giving my life or
anything to Satan, she said, "well, OK, now repeat after me." I said, "No,
I want but I would like to sit here and watch." This was getting
interesting, I grew up going to Church, and believed in Jesus Christ, and
that if I needed him, he'd be there. Boy did I need him now! " I figured
she would be praying to Satan about me, I knew exactly what to do. " "As
she started mumbling again, the same strange language, but different
words, I immediately went to Jesus Christ in prayer. This was the first
part of my prayer, "God, I come to you in the precious name of Jesus, save
me from this demon." Now this is what I prayed continuously, over and
over. over and over, over and over. I was praying this under my breath, as
she was praying to Satan out loud. "IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST, KING OF
KING'S AND LORD OF LORD'S, I DEMAND YOU SATAN TO LEAVE THIS HOUSE." "IN
THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST, KING OF KING'S AND LORD OF LORD'S, I DEMAND YOU
SATAN TO LEAVE THIS HOUSE." "IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST, KING OF KING'S
AND LORD OF LORD'S, I DEMAND YOU SATAN TO LEAVE THIS HOUSE." "Jim, all
this time I was praying under my breath, showing no emotion at as all, I
was dead serious, gaining faith and strength as time passed. I could feel
the tension getting stronger as time went on. I should feel the presence
of something in the room. Evil seemed to radiate across the table
surrounding her, over my left shoulder, I felt a power of love and
greatness that seemed to be hovering some six feet off the floor, and it
seemed to be getting stronger as the minutes passed, encouraging me to
press on. I knew that something was about to give and I knew that it was
not me nor the Lord." "I sat there looking straight ahead, just above her
head, my facial expression was stone cold and getting colder. This all
went on for about twenty minutes and I mean the longest twenty minutes of
my life." "IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST, KING OF KING'S AND LORD OF LORD'S,
I DEMAND YOU SATAN TO LEAVE THIS HOUSE." "I knew that something was about
to happen toward the end of it, the tension was indescribable, but so was
my faith.. Jim all of the sudden this girl went flying two feet off the
floor, from her yoga position straight back, hitting some floor pillows at
the base of the wall, directly behind her, about eight to ten feet, in the
air the whole way." "A totally huge since of relief and victory came over
me, and I was somewhat exhausted. I still showed no outward emotion and
said nothing." "This girl was not hurt, she jumped right up after hitting
the wall, and came running straight for me with the look of terror on her
face. I mean it was total fear. She ripped the front of my shirt open and
screamed, "Are you wearing a Cross?" My reply was, "I don't own a Cross."
"She franticly started running her hands through my hair, still looking
for a Cross. I was still stone cold, showing no emotion on the outside,
thanking God and Jesus, on the inside." "I knew the Cross she was looking
for was in my heart. She even backed away from me and started looking
closely at the walls, trying to see if their was a silhouette of a Cross
coming in from the street lights outside." "This woman was shook up!"
"After a minute she settled down. She said that she was tired and wanted
to get some rest. As I was leaving, she stopped me as I got to the bottom
of her front steps.. She said, "George, if you tell anyone what happened
here tonight, Satan himself will come after you, and hurt you bad or kill
you." "Jim, I thought to myself, "Woman my lord Jesus Christ just kicked
your god Satan, and your gonna threaten me!" I didn't say anything except,
OK, and went home smiling all the way. I also felt that my life had just
changed forever." "Jim, I told no one about this. Seven day's later, I
left Shreveport for Los Angeles to start a job. When I said good bye to
her and her boy friend, I looked at her and she had a finger over her lips
as if to say, “shhhhhh.” I knew what she meant." Jim with a low keyed tone
turned to me and said we'll George, there are spirits among us, and it
sounds like you knew exactly what to do." "Jim, that is only part of it.
Let me tell you what happened after that." "I told know one for about a
week, I wanted to think about it. I came here to Southern California on
Sept. 6th, 1994, a little over a week after it happened. When I got to
Redondo Beach I told my older brother what had happened, I was starting a
new job the next day, after telling my brother, I went to my nephew's
apartment and fell 18 feet breaking my back. I lay in the hospital
thinking about what that girl had said to me about not telling anyone or
Satan would come after me and hurt or kill me." "Jim started giving me the
brush off and said, "George, you don't think... " I interpreted him, "No
Jim, I don't think Satan threw me off my nephew's porch, it was an
accident, but I'm not saying he didn't either. That's really irrelevant
anyway." "I do know this though, my L3 Lumbar is 72% closed, the Doctor's
told me that they have seen people with as little as 25% closure not walk.
I've had no problem, after recovering. Jim, that’s God." "I have to tell
you though, I've been scared about this, and the first time I talked about
it since I broke my back was last week with Linda. You are only the third
person I've said about it too. I was in the hospital and convalescence
hospital for seven months, and that was over a year ago. Jim, this scared
me." "I'm not worried about it anymore; I plan on telling the world."

"A PRAYER TO SATAN"
© 2003 George L. McCalman

"The story you have just read is true. As are the one's at www.mymark.biz.
The non-believer will not believe it and never will, the beliver in Jesus
will." "I pray not for this world, for it is evil, I pray for those that
the father has given Jesus Christ, My Lord."







If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW

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