Here Are the Most Dangerous Weapons Exorcists Use That Demons HATE

Shawn gives a Catholic exorcist priest a Sig handgun...legendary!!!

Guy gets finished talking about the most meaningful collection of priceless relics from God himself, and Shawn's like, "yeah that's cool, here's a gun to add to it."

Love that Shawn isn’t scared to talk about religion. That’s missing nowadays. Thank you Shawn!

We had a Polish priest in our midwestern parish who survived WWII in Poland. He always carried a pistol.

Do you carry any meaningful items with you?

My mom was deeply, deeply religious, like I've never known. When she died, I placed her rosary in her hands and sat by her side. I wasn't crying, nothing, just numb. It was all over. Her suffering, the stomach cancer. I felt something in the space next to me. Like a presence? Something that was here but not here. Like a borderless cloud. An image in my mind, not in my physical eyes. There was a buzzing, like the particles in the air were vibrating super fast? I had this immense feeling of true bliss, perfect happiness like I've never felt before. Then, once that feeling passed, it melted into a beautiful security. Like that feeling when you're a baby and your mother is holding you. As if nothing in the world could be wrong. After that, I knew 100% something happens when we die. I cannot say what, I didn't have a conversation with Jesus or anything lmao. Didn't see entities, just experienced something insane that I cannot fully explain. Since she passed, I've seen things I also cannot explain. Ball lightning (I'm calling it that because I don't have another explanation..) hovered outside my livingroom window. It was somewhere between the size of a huge exercise ball to a car (it's like staring at the sun, so it's really hard to tell just how big). It hovered over the path/lake where I used to walk my mother when she was dying. I only realized the significance of where it appeared lately lol. My daughter, myself, and my husband witnessed this together..it also appeared the same time I used to walk her..between 7 and 8. We all happened to be staring out the window at the same time. When I desperately missed mom one time, I asked my husband to stay with the kids so I could go for a walk. Within 30 minutes, i met a woman on the road. She waited for me at the crosswalk to ask me something, directions or something. We started talking and it went on for a while. We got to the YMCA (where she was headed for swimming, I was heading there just as a point to turn back in my walk lol). I felt like I had been talking to my mom. All the little things I missed. Talking about nothing, laughing. Every day things. In my heart, I had this beautiful joy like a beaming light. Through her, I experienced some of the little things I deeply, deeply miss about mom. This life, there's more to it.

For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against powers, against principalities, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Ephesians 6:12

Having a piece of the True Cross to fight demons is another level of wow!!!

A peice of the CROSS 🤯 more powerful than any 50 cal.

I'm impressed. Padre Pio is a big deal here in Italy.