A Cold Chill

While I was on my mission, my companion and I were teaching a man with an affliction not recognized by modern medicine. He was possessed by a devil.

The first time I went to his house was one of the most interesting and frightening experiences of my life.

He invited us into his small house and sat us around a table with a single light above it lighting the room which was dark as night despite this was the height of summer. As we discussed the gospel with this man, he kept reiterating the fact he had a devil within in him. Then his head rolled back and his eye went to the back of his head. When he composed himself, it spoke. At that moment I learned what evil feels like. It was a chill emanating from my spine until it was to the pool of light the center of this room. From him came the deep and sickening voice of this devil for several minutes. After he was once again granted control of himself, he remembered nothing of what was said or done.

I hope to never have another such experience for as long as I live.