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I had the occasion to travel to India in 1996. During that trip several of us visited a village near Madras. We wanted to learn about a people group called the “- a tribe of low-caste Indians that lived at the bottom of the social strata.

Eric Derry (our missions minister), Toni Wright (a prayer warrior on the trip with us), and I sat on a low cot in the middle of the village. It had been drug from a near by hut and placed under a tree in the center of what might be called main street. Around us, about 15-20 feet away, stood a small group of villagers. We talked to some of them for a while about their village and their way of life.

After a time their curiosity about us waned a bit and we had a moment to talk together. We decided to pray for the people of this village and for the gospel to have an opportunity to take root here.

As we prayed a dog which was standing next to Toni and which had been restlessly silent up till then began to bark and yap its head off. I was a bit irritated but didn’t think too much of the situation until Toni, in anger, suddenly stopped praying turned toward the dog and blurted, the name of Jesus, be silent!“ The dog stopped instantly and went away as fast as it could with its tail between its legs.

Now you can think what you like - but on at least one other occasion that happened to us while we were in India. I believe that we have a very real spiritual enemy.

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