I'm realizing more and more that there really is a spiritual banner over my head that says that I belong to Jesus ("His banner over me is love"). This afternoon, while I was getting ready to set up for our Easter egg outreach, I had another hard encounter with a woman. I had seen her lying in the bushes by the local Camden parish, and I went up to her and said hi. She got angry and told me to leave her alone. Then she came right up to my teammate and I a few minutes later, got angry and yanked her shirt up, exposing herself to everyone standing there. It was really sad. I'm just feeling very aware that there's a spiritual battle going on and satan is not liking what we're doing. That was sad to see.