Out of Darkness into the Light Part 1

Out of Darkness into the Light

By Dr. Alan N. Keiran

President and Co-Founder of

Dunamis International Ministries

 Part 1

Growing Up

I remember life in the Keiran family home as noisy, busy, and loving. As a child I participated in an historic Christian denomination as a church attender but never really felt that I fit in. I was “christened” in the church as a new born baby and later prepared for First Communion…As a child I heard God’s voice in my heart at seven years of age and had many conversations with him even though I didn’t understand how Jesus and the cross fit into the story of my live. As a teen I drifted away from weekly church attendance because I didn’t feel it was relevant even though I really believed that God was with me. My “church” was the ocean a few blocks from home. There I had many personal conversations with God as I walked along the shore.

Discovering the Darkness

This may stretch your faith, but I assure you that this is a true story. I commuted to and from College in Boston on a bus. It was a long ride every day. I was nineteen, more interested in girls than grades. I met a lady (who I’ll call Sandy”) when she sat beside me one evening going home. We went out to dinner a few times and hung out off and on. She was 2 years older than me and very mysterious in a provocative way. One night she invited me to play cards at her home. We were playing gin rummy when someone came to front door. A short long-haired blond man in jeans talked to “Sandy”, then left. I asked her about it but she said it was nothing.

We continued to play cards for about a half-hour when she abruptly picked and shuffled the deck. She picked up the first card and asked me guess what it was. “It’s red”…And it was red. No big deal, right? 50/50 odds. Then next card I “knew” in some way it was red, the next was a heart, after that a three more times the seventh card saw was the Jack of Clubs.  Spooky!!! I literally saw the cards in my mind when she drew them from the deck. Then, she said, “He’s here with us now.” I felt something looking at me turned my head to the left and literally “saw and felt” a black eight foot high evil presence coming towards me. I was terrified and jumped over a couch and out the door at breakneck speed. I jumped in my dad’s car and headed home shaking all the way. When I arrive at home my mom was sitting in the kitchen praying for me because she felt that I was in trouble. My parents never again talked to me about that night, but I discovered that there was a real presence of evil lurking about in our world. Six months later I heard that “Sandy” was involved in witchcraft. No kidding!! I thanks God for a praying mother. She’s still praying daily for our family.