A relative had been on drugs and gone to the front of the church for prayer. He was tired of the life he was living and wanted to do what Christians call “make a decision” for Christ. This is when a person acknowledges that Christ is the Son of God and decides to change the way they have been living. We were at the front of the church praying for him, and I backed up against the window. The air conditioning was on and the windows were closed. Wind started blowing the curtains out and I turned around to look. A demon was standing outside the window. He was the size of a baboon and steam was coming out his nose. His eyes appeared to radiate hatred toward us. The preacher’s little boy was sitting at the front and pointed toward it. He saw it also.