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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 2:15 pm
Before: Last year, I was 15 or 14 and I was living in Virginia with my rich family. This was the beginning of my life to live without my parents, who are Christian believer. But I was acting differently. I met my uncle who dressed very nicely and talked to me in polite way. I thought that I am going to have nice time with him. But I thought that was a simple lie. He was nice to me but inside there was a dirty secret. I discovered that my uncle committed adultery… with a random woman. She made our family a big disaster. Then she became my aunt. She caused a disaster in our family. She was nice to me but she didn’t show her real love to my poor cousins (they were 6 and 8 years old). I had also an uncle who was living in this same house. He was my traitorous guardian. He cheated on me and my parents several time. How many times did I remember the lies from him? He said that he was a good Christian and good person! But unfortunately he had a lesbian daughter…Her daughter was living without him. How could I believe he was a good Christian? Another person who bothered me was my grandma. All she was worried about was her position because she was the oldest person in our family. However she screamed a lot and cheated me. Because of them I had the worst Christmas, Thanksgiving, The New Year, and Chinese New Year in this year. I was crying a lot of time. I lost my trust in God because he didn’t answer me and he had probably abandoned me… Who was I? Then I became an agnostic. I stopped reading the Bible. I said that all Christian are evil people because I saw them breaking the rules of Christianity. I said that “human were not perfect creature because they were sick… then that all religions are for stupid people.” I became unsocial and stop trusting people. I had a lot bad relations with people. My life was a real hell…. That was so complicated to describe it…Those people who I hated betrayed me to try to be my boss. But I managed to rebel them. They were scared of me. They were calling me “devil, demon, beast or viper” because I never talked to them.
During: This was a moment to think a lot. My hate grew …I was waiting patiently to go back home in Africa…I wished to see my parents just like everyday. When the summer was coming gently, I used to think that I had a hope because finally I would to go back. (It meant that God didn’t abandon me. I didn’t realize that he saved me) But my mom told me to go to Germany. That was also a nice moment… Finally, I went to Germany. My grandma in Germany was worried about me because I was emotionless and not talkative. My grandma cried silently and talked to me gently way. Everything changed in Germany; the people who were around me were nice and welcomed me. I was feeling comfortable and peaceful to be around them. Then my mom came to Germany. She was talking to me about God and asked me to read a Bible. I refused and I argued with her that I didn’t believe the teaching of God. But my mom was very upset. She asked me if I was a good Christian. I said “no”. Then later I began to read my Bible. My mom told me to learn how to trust people and God. I said that was really risky to trust them because of my bad experience. After thinking about my bad passes and reading my Bible, I realized that God saved me to be out this heavy problem in Virginia.
End: In Germany, the feeling I got was peaceful. I was a new person. I began to change…Then I was learning to trust to people and God. I typed this essay for two reasons because I would like to say to those who are Christian have to be good examples and not break the rules because it makes other people not want to be Christian. Also do not think that you were abandoned by God. He loves you and he will probably show you the best way to be out of the problem as he did to me.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 2:18 pm
English is not my first language....But I would like share it...
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 10:09 pm
That is a very inspiring story, thank you for sharing it. May I ask, what is your first language?
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 1:21 am
Linkg That is a very inspiring story, thank you for sharing it. May I ask, what is your first language? My first language is French... I was in French school in Africa... Then I came in Virginia for studying English...because I am American citizen...
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 2:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 6:24 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 11:49 am
A very inspiring story, I hate to say it, but many people that age go through that because those around them affect them negatively. When I was that age, I had a lot of anger toward God. Sometimes, you meet the wrong people, and then you meet the RIGHT people, and it happens in ways that couldn't possibly be considered a coincidence..
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 3:51 pm
When I was in between 10 and 14 I rebelled against everything Christian. I had Christian friends, but I was an agnostic/athiest for most of the time. I tried various religions, but none of them seemed to fit. But I refused to go back to Christianity because it hadn't fit either...then one of my friends had to be a real pain in the butt and not let me do anything without lecturing me all the time about God and Christianity and all that...she practically beat me over the head with a bible every time I was around her. It took me even farther from God. Sure, I started going to church to get her off of my back. But what really brought me close to God was the people who quietly tried to help me. The people who didn't try to force me to do anything. They are the reason that I'm a Christian now.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 3:44 pm
Wow... powerful. It reminds me of something my friend is going through right now. I think I'm going ot show it to her. Thank you so much for shairing....
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