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Scripture again. I believe the Spirit is testifying that the same types of
experiences that Brother Yun and the Chinese Christians experienced are
coming to America.

Brother Yun, while still a young man, was led of the Lord to travel to a
province to the West of where he lived. Before leaving to go to this province
the local believers had a time of worship and prayer as they prepared to send
them forth. Brother Yun shares the following:

Before we left for Shaanxi that evening we asked God to prepare the hearts
of the people to receive His word. While praying, I suddenly saw a terrible
vision that shook my soul. The others told me I startled them when I shouted
out, “Hallelujah, Jesus’ blood has overcome you!”

Everyone stopped praying and asked me what the matter was. With sweat
on my brow I told them, “I saw a terrible evil vision. A black, heinous
creature came after me. It had a horrible twisted face. It pressed me down
on the ground and sat on my stomach so I couldn’t get up. With one of its
hands it grabbed my throat and started choking me. With its other hand it
grabbed some steel pliers and tried to shut my mouth with them. I could
hardly breathe. Then I saw a great strong angel fly towards me. With all my
strength I poked my fingers into the eyes of the evil creature. It fell to the
ground, and I was carried away to safety by the angel. I shouted,
“Hallelujah! Jesus’ blood has overcome you!”

After telling what I’d seen, we prayed and shared the Lord’s Supper together.
We committed ourselves to the care of the Lord...

Brother Yun then tells how he and two sisters in Christ traveled to this
Western province to share the word of the Lord with the churches there.
Brother Yun was empowered to speak the first day about the history of the
cross throughout church history. On the second day, about one in the
afternoon, he lost his voice. He then asked one of the sisters to speak while he
went to a room to rest. He continues:

When I lay down I meditated on the message I had shared that morning.

Suddenly, I heard a loud noise. Several PSB officers kicked down the door to
my room. They grabbed me and held me down on the bed. One officer lay on
me, pinning me down with his weight. With one hand he held me by the