Jackson, Ms.

July 22, 2025

At the edge of a Greyhound terminal, I met a woman gripped by something not of God. Her voice twisted. She began snarling and growling. Her eyes rolled around. I called it out—every unclean spirit must leave now! They had to go. She shook. Then they fled. We prayed. The power of Jesus set her free. She gave her life to Him and He filled every area that the demons had once occupied. As the city swirled around us, she was now free and she knew it. She smiled, and began to walk around proclaiming “Jesus set me free”!