OK, but let's say he was sane: I wouldn't go to a mosque or church anyway, no matter how polite the padre or imam is. Satan can whisper in a sweet voice, if he wants, does that make his message good?
If however Satan reveals himself and his insanity to you - good! - you should thank him for acting in such an unattractive way. Then we don't fall into his traps. That pastor was doing the will of God, by driving you away from false doctrine through his impolite actions/words. Send him a thank-you letter, I say.
That's about right.
But I was still a Christian Pentecostal then, just like my mother.
The reason I had gone there was that he had the spirit pouring and people drunk everywhere. I had chased being slain in the spirit for so long.{ His sermon was ironically right} My mother was this huge prophet, and me and my sister would go to many churches ministering and sometime I would teach{what I used to believe}, we would go to prisons all over Texas.
The thing was this, When my mother walked into churches, people would fall drunk and slain in the spirit, and I mean entire congregations, and I was always left standing. My Mother was flabbergasted about this, because where ever she went, she left drunk people on the floor, and it would never, ever come to me.
Here was this great pouring out of the spirit, and it came through my own mother in many churches, and I was left standing.
Until that day.
When I walked out of that church, I reached to shake the hand of the preacher after he had preached against me, and that's when it hit me.
That was the day that I stopped believing or searching for that drunkenness.
It was so hard to stand, so drunk.
I stopped being a Pentecostal that day, I stopped speaking in tongues that day.