As a young boy, my feelings about the other side shifted from fear to fascination. I experienced many visitations and paranormal encounters that frightened me deeply. I often needed the lights on because I couldn’t sleep in the dark. I constantly felt watched and avoided being alone in the house or in any bedroom. If my parents asked me to fetch something, I would hurry, moving as fast as my small feet allowed.
I cannot clearly recall what I was afraid of. Perhaps I feared harm from something unseen or encountering the illogical. Perhaps both. It was a personal struggle that lasted years. As I grew, I realised my fear was groundless. Spirit never intended harm; it aimed to guide and support me.
Complicating matters, I grew up in Lebanon and attended a strict Christian school where anything paranormal was dismissed. Still, I could not deny what I had witnessed. I felt caught between two worlds, unable to trust either. I did not feel safe with Spirit, nor did I feel understood by those around me.
My life changed when I met my communicator. Over time, we formed a strong bond. Through him, I learned my fear was unfounded and that I was protected. He encouraged faith and courage and urged me to trust in God for the path ahead. I never imagined I would become an exorcist, especially as someone once afraid of the dark.
At the right moment, he revealed his identity and asked for privacy. I recognised him from the Bible, and the moment was humbling. I felt called to rise to my task, strengthened by knowing I was not alone. My journey has been challenging, with moments when I’ve wanted to give up. I met the kindest people and, in contrast, faced the ugliest entities, but found motivation to finally do the right thing. I was at His service, and there is no sweeter sense of peace and victory than doing the right thing and helping others.
