The Day Satan Called by Bill Scott - reviewed

I finished The Day Satan Called (proof copy) in one day. I couldn’t put it down! The end was not what I expected… but then, I’m not sure what I was expecting. lol

Bill, your writing is interesting, compelling, AND encouraging. I realize it seems strange to say that a book about encountering demons is “encouraging”. The information and your open account of what happened have helped me understand some events in my family’s lives. If God is using us to bring light to the world and encourage His family, we’re a threat to the enemy. If you’re a threat to the enemy, he’s gonna try to make your life miserable. A friend often used this phrase, “If you’re taking flack, you’re over the target.” So, it’s OK… greater is He that is in me...!!

That’s the encouragement your book left with me. Thank you for writing it! I’ll be buying extra copies to give to friends!

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. - Romans 15:13

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Ná dearmad riamh!

I had the joy of working on the Morning Show for over 10 years at Life 102.5.  The most memorable day was September 11, 2001.

And I remember it well.

Every year on this day… I go back. I hear the confusion, fear and anger in the news anchors. I hear the same confusion, fear and anger in our callers. I feel that weird, ominous twist in the pit of my stomach. I remember praying - silently screaming, "God!  What is going on?!" And just as fear wanted to take over - the God of the universe said, "You need to remind people that I'm still here, that I haven't changed, that I still love them and want them to have My hope and peace."

What an honor to be able to pray on the air with thousands of listeners who were just as shocked as we were. How humbling to have callers thank us for being there and reminding them that God will see us through anything.

One young mother called and shared that she hadn’t heard the news yet… got her young kids buckled into their seats and turned the radio up.  She had to run back into the house for something.  When she came back, her little ones were sitting in their seats with their hands folded and their eyes closed.  She asked them what they were doing and they said, “They said on the radio that we need to pray!”

What a privilege to be a small, peaceful part of a day… of a day that is burned in our memories forever.