Something woke me up about 3:00 a.m. I opened my eyes and saw standing in my bedroom doorway a man dressed in a black suit, white shirt, black tie, and black patent leather shoes. He had no hair ( hair representing glory). His skin was a gruesome, powdery, scaly, white, with red and blue vessels marking his face and hands like a road map. He looked as if he had been dead for centuries. I noticed his hands were overly large and strong. His head was huge, with extremely large eyes. His nose was evidenced by two little slits, and a tiny horizontal sliver represented his mouth. There were others with him, two or three. They were behind him. I remember thinking, this is Satan, or else the vilest, most wicked demon in all hell.
I sat up in my bed, and continued to watch. Then just before fear was about to envelop me the demon tried to step inside my bedroom. When the toe of his shoe entered the space of my room he jerked his foot back and began clutching his throat, gagging, throwing his head back and roaring like a lion. It was a gruesome scene to say the least. He made the same attempt at entering my room three times. On the third attempt he loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top button on his shirt. He then charged like a raging bull, only this time was different. He experienced the same gagging, clutching his throat and roaring, but was becoming very weak. Instead of stepping back as in the previous two attempts, he became faint. Stumbling, he nearly fell. He began gasping for breath, and his strength failed him. In anger and utter disgust, he and his companions suddenly disappeared.
In the midst of this encounter I could see my room filled with a color of yellowish, topaz colored liquid resembling water or thick fog. In brief it looked like a thick clear gold liquid. I mentioned earlier I was just before fear. I became so completely mesmerized by the scene then suddenly remembered I had pleaded the blood of Jesus over me and my room before going to sleep. It was the blood of Christ I was seeing fill my room, and it was His blood that kept the devil out. He couldn't cross over the blood line. Had I not seen the blood I would have been scared to death at seeing Satan standing in my home.
The point is to plead the blood of Christ and believe it is there whether you can see it or not. Believing activates faith, and leaves no room for fear. Had I allowed fear to envelop me, the blood would have been defiled by doubt and unbelief and an entrance would have been made for Satan to come into my room.
Soon after this demonic encounter people began reporting UFO sightings and abductions. News of these UFO's filled the airwaves on television, radio, and drawings of aliens were depicted in News papers. People in several states were claiming to have been abducted with claims of being surgical guinea pigs. I finally saw drawings of the alien creatures drawn by several claiming they had been abducted. I stared in amazement at the drawings. They were all like drawings, and looked the same as the Demon I saw in my bedroom doorway. They all drew the same picture of a large head, large hands, large black eyes, and the grayish white scaly skin. I now know I would have been an alien abduction statistic today had I not known how to apply the blood of Jesus. I learned that Aliens are real, they are demonic, and they can't cross the blood line of Christ Jesus.
I have seen many other demonic forces, spirits, and alien space crafts, but the aliens have never come to visit me again. There is power in the Blood.