Which Way Are You Falling? Backwards or Forward?

The pastor pushed hard on my forehead as he prayed for me. He pushed as he prayed, and he prayed as he pushed. And I pushed my forehead with all my might right back against him. He wanted me to fall over backwards like the people that lay strewn around the altar of the church. He wanted me to fall under "the power of God". I wish I could say all these years later that my stubborn refusal to fall backwards was because I knew that falling backwards under "the power of God" is one of the devil's...