A Dog Of A Demon
By Phil Scovell
I could begin this testimony by telling you scary frightening
demonic stories. demons that manifested themselves in prayer sessions
that I have conducted, talking through the person's own voice,
laughing, threatening to kill and destroy, and those are just the nice
things they say. I could, on the other hand, tell you true stories of
demons who manifest in some supernatural way so that the person
literally feels them tactually making contact with them physically, or
so it would seem. I could tell you about the time I was demonically
attacked, early on in my ministry, when I could feel things of the
demonics crawling all over my body like hundreds of ants. At the same
time, I could also feel wave after wave of something that emotionally
felt like filthy dirty cold water being splashed upon me by the bucket
full during the attack. I did not know, during those early days, what
to do. Plus, I was afraid of them. So I didn't try to fight back but
called a friend, getting him out of bed at 1 in the morning, to have
him come and pray with me. We prayed all night. Now, the Lord has
taught me what to do so I am no longer afraid. Instead of telling you
all these scary stories, however, I am going to tell you one I think
I awakened in the middle of the night. Getting up, at my
advanced age, I went to the bathroom first and then went to the
kitchen and got a drink of water. While standing at the sink, I heard
one of our dogs enter the kitchen; walking slowly across the tiled
floor. I clearly, without a doubt, heard his toenails click, click,
clicking on the tile floor of the kitchen as he walked across and
stopped near our refrigerator. We also put our dogs on leashes at
night which are tied down near the bed so they don't get up and roam
around the house. In this case, I just figured one of the dogs had
been overlooked so he had come into the kitchen to see if I would give
him something to eat. Not knowing which dog it was, I couldn't call
him by name, so I slapped my leg and called to him. When I do this,
regardless of which dog it is, they always come because they think I
have some food to give them. He didn't. I called again but he
refused to come. I suddenly knew, in my spirit, it wasn't a dog at
all. Half asleep, I decided that he would just follow me back into
our bedroom, if he was a dog, that is, so I left the kitchen. I did
not hear him follow.
The next day, I asked my wife which dog had not been hooked up to
his leash near the bed. She said, "None. They were all hooked up for
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"I'm positive," she replied. "They were definitely all hooked up
So, I ask you, what had been in the kitchen with me? It was most
certainly real; there is no doubt about that. No, I wasn't dreaming.
The sounds of clicking toenails could not have been more real to me as
they tapped on the hard floor surface. I know now what it was. Do
"Do such things really happen?"
"Were you afraid?"
No, I said I thought it was funny.
Because I was being allowed, by the True Lord Jesus Christ, to be
"Why didn't you send him away?"
I didn't have to. He had no right to be there so I knew he
wouldn't stay. I just went back to bed and ignored him. Nothing more
"why didn't he talk to you or make frightening noises?"
Because, I had not given him any right to attempt to gain a
foothold in my life.
"Doesn't it bother you that there are likely demons in your
No, because there aren't demons in my house. Once and awhile
they may show up but they can't stay because they have no right to
remain. Plus, you see, I have the authority of the True Lord Jesus
Christ over them. I don't have this authority because I say so, I
have it because Jesus says so. Any more questions?
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