Ch.49049 – Monday Worship 4

# 049 – Monday Service # 4

In the Bible, there were times of exorcism.

Like the scenes where Jesus healed those possessed by demons.

What about churches in the 21st century?

Healing those possessed by demons-

Is this even possible in the 21st century?

In a world where psychiatry has advanced enough to determine that most possessions are mental illnesses like schizophrenia, the idea of driving out demons seems outdated.

Churches would typically try to avoid such practices.

But Pastor Cheon Aesu shouted with complete confidence.

“Evil enemy devil demon! In the name of Jesus, I command you to leave this man’s body! Evil enemy devil demon! Satan! In the name of Jesus, I command you! Leave this man’s body! Depart!”

His voice resonated throughout the chapel without even needing a microphone.

He truly resembled a general commanding the world, but the limping man responded with anger, as if finding the whole thing ridiculous.

“You fucking bastard, putting on a goddamn show! Why am I Satan?! You dog! You! Pastor bastard! You! You seduced my wife into donating all our money to the church! You fucking bastard! Why am I Satan?!”

The man, unable to contain himself any longer, grabbed the pastor by the collar.

A truly fascinating situation.

As I was watching this unfold right beside me, wondering what would happen next, Pastor Cheon Aesu spoke.

“What is your name─.”

“It’s fuck you, you bastard! Give me back my money!”

Swish-

The man pulled something out from his chest.

It was a gleaming, sharp knife.

“Before I stab your guts with this knife and kill you, you bastard! Give me back my money!”

The blood drained from my face.

Shit, shouldn’t we be calling the police instead of just standing here?

But Pastor Cheon Aesu, still standing tall like a mountain, asked:

“What is your name?!”

“I’m your father!”

“In the power of Lord Jesus who defeats the enemy devil Satan, and in the name of the victorious Lord God in heaven, I ask! What is your name?! Your name! What is your name?! Your name!”

The voices of the congregation reading the Gospel of John projected on the screen by PPT.

The gleaming blade.

The smell of alcohol.

The pastor’s thunderous commands.

All these elements mixed together in utter chaos.

Pop-!

Suddenly, the lights in the chapel went out, and several people screamed.

Even the PPT went dark, indicating a sudden power outage.

One by one, phone lights began to shine, illuminating Pastor Cheon Aesu and the drunk man like spotlights. Amid the general confusion, Pastor Cheon Aesu spoke:

“Enemy devil Satan! You cannot defeat me! As I, Cheon Aesu, chosen as a shepherd by the victorious Lord Jesus, King of kings, ask you with heavenly authority, open your mouth and speak your name!!!!!”

What the hell is happening?

I wanted to leave, but the congregation had firmly locked the doors.

That’s when it happened.

The man who had been drunkenly shouting until just now rolled his eyes back until only the whites showed.

Then he opened his mouth─and began laughing in an extremely coquettish voice.

“Heeheeheehee, heeheeheeheehee, heeheeheeheeheeheehee, I am your mother. Cheon Aesu. Aesu. I am your mother. Your mother. Heeheeheeheeheehee.”

It was a coquettish female voice.

How could a gruff, drunk man produce such a voice?

“Do you think I’ll tell you my name? You fake. You fraud. If you’re Jesus’s apostle, guess my name. Kekekekeke! Hahahahaha!”

Whoosh-!

The man with his eyes rolled back turned his head toward me.

Grinning-

The man looked at me with a wide, stretched smile and asked:

“Child. What is your name?”

“Who… me?”

“Child. What is your name? Your name. Your name. If you don’t tell me your name, I will tear apart and kill your beloved mother and throw her into the depths of hell. I am a roaring lion.”

I felt like I was going insane.

He’d kill my mother if I didn’t tell him my name!

“…My name is Ha Yeongwon?”

“Lies. Your name is not Ha Yeongwon. Liar. Liar. You are a liar. Your name is not Ha Yeongwon! Keeheehee! Heeheeheehee! I know everything! I am Jehovah, the God you believe in!”

I was extremely confused.

As I trembled violently, Yang Juhui asked me:

“Hey! What’s wrong with you! What’s wrong?!”

“That… that really seems like a ghost?”

Honestly, I was half-skeptical.

But after that conversation, the situation seemed to be leaning toward ‘real.’

As if reading my thoughts, Yang Juhui shouted:

“You… you fucking ghost! You fucking devil bastard!”

Yang Juhui seemed almost on the verge of having a seizure before she suddenly lunged forward.

Then she punched the man right in the face!

Thwack-!

The man fell over with a crash.

“Aaaaargh! Owwwww! Oh my god, I’m dying!”

“I am a tearing lion. I am the beast of salvation that roams the ravine.”

The man started screaming.

The coquettish voice from earlier was gone, replaced by an extremely gruff scream.

Blood gushed from the man’s nose, and Pastor Cheon Aesu, as if seizing the moment, shouted:

“Satan! Depart! Satan! In the name of Jesus, I command you to leave the body of this man Park Gwangdeok right now! Depart!”

“Urgh, uurgh, urgh-. Uurgh-.”

The man began to vomit.

And simultaneously, the chapel lights flickered back on.

“Uh… what was I…”

The man began looking around.

His eyes were no longer rolled back.

But with his nosebleed, his face was a complete mess.

# # #

“Did you see the pastor exorcise the demon?”

“It was amazing. Whew, other fake churches can’t do this. Only our pastor can.”

“When Satan spoke through that man with a woman’s voice, I got goosebumps.”

After the Monday service finally ended, all the congregants were making a fuss about what had just happened. Among them was Deaconess Kim Yeook, Yang Juhui’s mother.

“Hey! Yang Juhui! How could you dangerously hit someone like that! Thank goodness the pastor resolved things well with Mr. Park Gwangdeok! You could end up in jail for that! Repent immediately!”

“……”

Yang Juhui was pouting as if she found the whole situation incomprehensible.

…Honestly, I never expected Yang Juhui to punch that man in the head either. I was really surprised.

Fortunately, the man only had a nosebleed and no damage to his bones or anything like that.

“Pastor. You saved me. Thank you so much. I think I was possessed by something. Thank you, truly. I’m alive thanks to you, Pastor.”

Mr. Park Gwangdeok, who had pulled out a knife and threatened to kill the pastor earlier, was now bowing his head and repeatedly expressing gratitude to Pastor Cheon Aesu.

…What a mess.

What was that all about?

“Hey guys. Wasn’t today amazing? The pastor drove out Satan. You don’t see that just anywhere. Isn’t our pastor incredible?”

Just then, Ju Chanmi came over to us.

While both Yang Juhui and I were fidgeting awkwardly, Yu Dahui asked:

“By the way, where were you, unnie? I didn’t see you during the service.”

“Me? I was in the broadcasting room handling the PPT. Whew, that sudden power outage was something. Wasn’t it really scary? The fact that Satan and devils are working in this world… Everyone needs to be careful always.”

Slowly-

Yu Dahui narrowed her eyes.

Is something bothering her?

“We usually have Bible study time. But given what happened today, we can’t do that. Kids, go home for now! Try to stick to main roads if possible!”

Ju Chanmi seemed to have urgent business and quickly left.

Watching her go, Yu Dahui said:

“That unnie. She’s lying. Didn’t any of you notice? That female voice that sounded like a demon. It was similar to Ju Chanmi’s voice. I recognized it immediately.”

Really?

I hadn’t noticed.

Yu Dahui continued:

“I recorded it. Listen. It’s also strange how both the man’s voice and the female ghost voice were heard simultaneously when Juhui punched him in the face.”

Swish-

Yu Dahui held out her phone.

Then she played the recorded file.

━You… you fucking ghost! You fucking devil bastard!

━Aaaaargh! Owwwww! Oh my god, I’m dying!

━I am a tearing lion. I am the beast of salvation that roams the ravine.

“It’s true! After Yang Juhui cursed, you can hear both the man’s scream and the female ghost voice at the same time. What’s going on? How did this happen? Did he speak two things at once?”

“From what I saw, it’s a scam. That man must have had a speaker hidden on his body, and that unnie who was far away must have been speaking through a microphone or something.”

Yu Dahui’s deduction seemed quite plausible.

The question was why they would pull such a scam.

Why on earth?

“Maybe they’re putting on a show to make the congregants believe? That’s what I think.”

Pastor Cheon Aesu deliberately created an event to demonstrate his power─.

Could it be seen that way? A staged performance?

“Yang Juhui. What do you think?”

Yang Juhui was the friend who had attended Yeong-gwang Church the longest among us.

When I asked, she seemed to think for a while before blurting out:

“I don’t know. Was that really Chanmi unnie’s voice? I didn’t think so. Ah, I don’t know.”

Right. She might not know either.

I shuddered, trying to shake off my complicated feelings.

It had been quite an eventful day.

━Meooowww-.

Just then.

The sound of a cat crying loudly came from somewhere.

“Wow! There must be a cat!”

Yu Dahui looked under a car, extremely delighted.

I’d noticed recently that Yu Dahui seemed to really like cats.

But Yang Juhui frowned deeply.

“Was that… really a cat sound?”

# # #

At midnight, after the service ended.

When the church had quieted down, a man visited the church broadcasting room.

It was Park Gwangdeok.

“Oh my. Sister Chanmi. You worked hard today. Your acting keeps getting better. Oscar-worthy. Your voice today was so vivid that I really thought you were Satan!”

As if he had never been drunk and causing a disturbance, Park Gwangdeok was joking around.

He took out a speaker from his waist and handed it to Ju Chanmi.

“I hope it didn’t break when I fell. Ouch, it hurts. That Yang Juhui girl. She has her mother’s temper, punching me in the nose like that. I don’t think there’s any bone damage though.”

Swish-

After putting down the small speaker, Park Gwangdeok looked at the facilities deacon sitting in the broadcasting room.

Mumble mumble mumble mumble-.

Facilities Deacon Kim Haeil was a man who always mumbled unpleasantly in a low voice.

Park Gwangdeok felt a chill looking at the man who was about his age, and just wanted to leave the place.

Park Gwangdeok picked up the money envelope prepared in the broadcasting room.

He patted Facilities Deacon Kim Haeil on the shoulder.

“Haeil. The pastor says you raised the circuit breaker too quickly today.”

Mumble mumble mumble-.

“What a weird guy. Anyway, Sister Chanmi. I’m leaving.”

Swish-

Park Gwangdeok left with the thick money envelope.

After he disappeared, Ju Chanmi looked at the speaker that had been used today.

It was an expensive Japanese compact speaker she had bought some time ago, but it now had a crack.

“……”

Ju Chanmi tried to remove the battery first to check if it was broken… but she noticed something strange.

‘There’s no battery?’

The battery was missing.

Since when?

Swish-

Looking at the charger, she saw that both of the speaker’s external batteries were plugged into the charger.

This meant that no batteries had been inserted into the speaker from the beginning, and it shouldn’t have been able to turn on.

“……”

Ju Chanmi could feel an eerie chill running from her toes to her head.

Soon, the chapel lights began to flicker on and off, and the speaker emitted a disturbing noise, crackling with keeheeheeheehee-.

“Stop it.”

Ju Chanmi said irritably.

As if nothing had happened, the church quickly returned to normal.

Now Ju Chanmi found and played the file that had recorded today’s service.

━Enemy devil Satan! You cannot defeat me! As I, Cheon Aesu, chosen as a shepherd by the victorious Lord Jesus, King of kings, ask you with heavenly authority, open your mouth and speak your name!!!!!

Ju Chanmi kept replaying a certain part.

She turned the volume all the way up, put on headphones, and even closed her eyes to focus maximally on her hearing-

Amidst the various murmuring noises, she could hear a very small whispering voice.

━───.

“……”

It wasn’t clear.

But something was definitely mumbling, and Ju Chanmi paid the utmost attention to hear the sound better. Finally, she could clearly make out the small voice.

━whykilledmemothermotherwhydidyoukillme.

“Gasp!”

Someone firmly gripped Ju Chanmi’s neck.

Ju Chanmi struggled in shock and finally managed to snap back to her senses.

Feeling an eerie chill, Ju Chanmi called someone.

“Pastor, it seems the school door has opened again. I’m going to check it out first… if I go missing, please contact Seoul first. I’ll hang up now. Thank you for everything.”