‘Prostituting himself,’ within this context means to place that demon in a position that only The Lord Almighty should occupy. Worship and Homage are due to God alone through Jesus Christ. When Satan appeared to The Savior, in the wilderness of temptation. He made no attempt to disguise his high ambition, “Again, the devil took Him up on an exceedingly high mountain, and showed Him all the kingdoms of the world and their glory. And he said to Him, ‘All these things I will give You if You will fall down and worship me.‘ Then Jesus said to him, ‘Away with you, Satan! For it is written, ‘You shall worship the Lord your God, and Him only you shall serve.’” Matthew 4:8-10. (NKJV). He came to the Son of God directly. For that was an ordeal through which Christ had to pass to save humanity. However, he invariably disguises himself when he approaches the children of Adam. The devil and his angels never approach anyone to announce that, “I am a demon and I want you to listen to me.” On the contrary, they employ the art of deception. Working through human mediums or other media to accomplish their nefarious goals. Any communication with the kingdom of darkness is as addictive as cocaine or marijuana. After a number of episodes it’s impossible to stop. In this manner Satan binds his victims, and it’s an insurmountable feat for any human to extricate himself from the grasp of the devil. This is the manner in which demonic possession begins. Thereafter, only divine intervention can save anyone who falls into this trap. We are warned, “And when they had come to the multitude, a man came to Him, kneeling down to Him and saying, ‘Lord, have mercy on my son, for he is an epileptic and suffers severely; for he often falls into the fire and often into the water. So I brought him to Your disciples, but they could not cure him.‘ Then Jesus answered and said, ‘O faithless and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you? How long shall I bear with you? Bring him here to Me.’ And Jesus rebuked the demon, and it came out of him; and the child was cured from that very hour.” Matthew 17:14-18. (NKJV). The person who called to me had a musical and pleasant voice. Initially, I thought that it might be a member of one of the churches in the area that I frequented. But the voice was unrecognizable. As I continued on my journey I eventually concluded that the voice I heard, belonged to no one that I knew. It was still dark but that part of the road was well lit. I walked until I came to the first immigration post. At that point there was a large gate stretching half way across the road. The officers on guard weren’t visible. Therefore, I concluded that they were fast asleep in the dark corner at the back of the shed that was stationed nearby. There was also a pungent odor of urine. Present because there was no nearby urinal for those employees to use. After passing that station I proceeded to the second one. My desire was to ensure that I completed my six mile morning walk. I was accustomed to walking eight miles previously. But reduced the distance, and the time spent. Because I felt that six miles daily was adequate. After all, I was merely trying to maintain my health and strength, not commit suicide. Eventually I arrived at the entrance of one of Ghana’s primeval forests. Through which the road from the town of Berekum to the Regional Capital of Sunyani had been cut. Everything had to pass this way. Taxis, buses, private cars and all trucks. Every now and then a cyclist riding a bicycle without lights or reflectors would whizz pass me in the dark. I wondered how anyone could be so reckless? There were absolutely no lights anywhere on this section of the road. There was a shroud of darkness everywhere. Nothing could be clearly seen. Only shadows of the night. The very tall trees towering towards the sky seemed to be malevolent giants hovering in the dark. Feelings of foreboding danger haunted me. I started to scold myself for even coming this way. I was afraid, but I continued my walk. A large sixteen wheeler lorry passed me slowly and then stopped. The driver got out and went to the side closest to the steering wheel to examine the wheels. He walked around the vehicle looking carefully at every part as if there was something wrong. Eventually, he got back in and continued on his way. I reached the second immigration post but there was no one there. Then I turned around and begun to retrace my steps. The overwhelming darkness and the silent trees standing like monstrous sentinels in the dark, were still there to greet me. This was approximately a ten minute walk each way but because of the midnight blackness it seemed like an eternity. Eventually I came to a section in the road where I paused to peer into the bushes. I have no rational explanation for my action. I just stood there and gazed and I saw a large male lion standing beside the massive trunk of one of the trees. Needless to say I was terrified. My violently throbbing heart almost reached into my mouth. I continued looking and to my great relief and consolation, I noticed that he was shackled to the trunk of the tree with a massive chain that encircled his neck and also his torso. Then for some strange, inexplicable reason he just vanished. I shone my light into the dark and looked very carefully. But he was gone. Then I realized that I had seen a vision. My mind turned to the passage of scripture which states, “And the angels who did not keep their proper domain, but left their own abode, He has reserved in everlasting chains under darkness for the judgment of the great day.” Jude 1:6. (NKJV). I really don’t know what was going on. Maybe the same person that had passed me earlier, called to me upon my arrival in the Village of Kato, was still trailing me. No harm came to me because as we read in scripture, “The angel of the Lord encamps all around those who fear Him, And delivers them.” Psalm 34:7. (NKJV). I promised myself that I would find a new walking route. After that experience I never walked through that forest in the dark again.
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