So here’s my story , sorry it’s long.
so many people have these amazing testimonies weather it’s saved due to something huge or something traumatic.
my story is more like a jigsaw puzzle slowly put together.
growing up life wasn’t easy there was always struggles and many pan full situations no child should go through but I’m glad I did so I can really appreciate what god has done for my siblings and I.
I was born premature , my sister said something like 2 or 3 months earlier because my heart rate was failing and failing fast and honestly shouldn’t have made it .
our family was terrible and I mean terrible, I come from a family with 4 generations of users and abusers to the point my biological mother didn’t know who her brother’s kids were. I highly doubt she knew who her kids were half the time .
I was quite young when the social worker took use for good. So I spent my first four years in and out of the foster system and I got sick when I was 3 and almost died from Guillain-Barré syndrome and was left in a wheelchair chair for year and was told I wouldn’t be able to walk again and would be in a institution by the time I was 13.
my older brother and I got adopted and 4 and 5 but the older sister 11 I think slipped through the system.
just some back ground info my mom well who I call mom was telling me when we first came to live with them my brother didn’t know if he was going to be able to eat the next day so he would take left overs and hide them underneath his bed and that’s not the way a 5 year old should be thinking of .
my brother grew up with a lot of problems off all kinds. Mental and emotional and sadly it hasn’t changed for him . At 32 he’s still a train wreck.
growing up in our adopted home we were raised in the church even forced to go to church and that’s a huge part of my story.
One year when we were visiting my grandmother we were making skid marks with our bikes when I was tossed out into the oncoming traffic! When I turned I found nose touching the front tire of a car . So any later I would have be killed and I’ve never saw the look of fear on anyone like I did that day .
a few years later I was playing out side on the farm and it was spring time so the fields where flood and frozen over when I fell through the ice and I can’t swim. This is probably the second most terrifying situation I’ve ever been in. I still remember seeing the weeds go pass my head and my brother taking off, the struggle trying to climb back up but the ice kept breaking from under me . I remember when I finally got out meeting my parents running out to try to get me and how red my body was, and not to mention the what if and I think that’s when it really clicked that we weren’t alone in this universe.
after a few years when I was in high school is when I got baptized and admitted my faith but that was really only because I couldn’t accept that all this came from nothing and well I should be dead.
I’ve had a few ruff goes after that most were gym accidents like dropping 135lbs on my throat, dropping 100 pounds on my forehead and falling and being pined under 175lbs on a squat cage .
but things didn’t really start to happen till I was graduated and my brother was diagnosed with bipolar and I can’t get into a lot but at this time we had three younger siblings who I just adore and two of them are parents. Two younger brothers and a younger sister.
due to the older brother’s issues I found out years later the younger sister was sleeping with a knife under her pillow in case the older brother started to go after her sadly there was an incident that involved knives and dad didn’t know what he was going to go home to .
the year before my brother moved out into a home for mentally disabled people is when the real eye opener happened.
the siblings and I were home alone when The older brother went into full out blackout mode and wouldn’t let any of the kids out and I think the next oldest might have been 10 or 11 . I didn’t know what to do but I was a little full of myself since I was an advent gym goer and it was nothing to bike 40km a day so I tackled him down a flight of stairs and the kids got out and hid in the van but I didn’t make it out because I knew both my feet were off the ground and I couldn’t do anything I was frozen in fear.
I’ve never been so terrified in my life and honestly thought I was going to die because there wasn’t anyone on the farm but for some reason my father’s late brother showed up and hauled him off me .
he must’ve come to check the cows
I honestly believe if he hadn’t if shown up I wouldn’t be here.
we were all relieved when the older brother finally moved and we finally had some peace in the house.
with in the next year I was biking at night and almost impaled myself with a tractor attachment that wasn’t properly put away .
you know the one with the big spike to move the bails of straw.
my first year living on my own some issues arose in my church and I went to another church for a while but stopped thinking “I don’t need church, I can still be a Christian and not go to church”
man was I wrong, nothing bad ever happened during that it was just dark and and nasty and when I started going to going the darkness went away.
And now you know my story.
so many people have these amazing testimonies weather it’s saved due to something huge or something traumatic.
my story is more like a jigsaw puzzle slowly put together.
growing up life wasn’t easy there was always struggles and many pan full situations no child should go through but I’m glad I did so I can really appreciate what god has done for my siblings and I.
I was born premature , my sister said something like 2 or 3 months earlier because my heart rate was failing and failing fast and honestly shouldn’t have made it .
our family was terrible and I mean terrible, I come from a family with 4 generations of users and abusers to the point my biological mother didn’t know who her brother’s kids were. I highly doubt she knew who her kids were half the time .
I was quite young when the social worker took use for good. So I spent my first four years in and out of the foster system and I got sick when I was 3 and almost died from Guillain-Barré syndrome and was left in a wheelchair chair for year and was told I wouldn’t be able to walk again and would be in a institution by the time I was 13.
my older brother and I got adopted and 4 and 5 but the older sister 11 I think slipped through the system.
just some back ground info my mom well who I call mom was telling me when we first came to live with them my brother didn’t know if he was going to be able to eat the next day so he would take left overs and hide them underneath his bed and that’s not the way a 5 year old should be thinking of .
my brother grew up with a lot of problems off all kinds. Mental and emotional and sadly it hasn’t changed for him . At 32 he’s still a train wreck.
growing up in our adopted home we were raised in the church even forced to go to church and that’s a huge part of my story.
One year when we were visiting my grandmother we were making skid marks with our bikes when I was tossed out into the oncoming traffic! When I turned I found nose touching the front tire of a car . So any later I would have be killed and I’ve never saw the look of fear on anyone like I did that day .
a few years later I was playing out side on the farm and it was spring time so the fields where flood and frozen over when I fell through the ice and I can’t swim. This is probably the second most terrifying situation I’ve ever been in. I still remember seeing the weeds go pass my head and my brother taking off, the struggle trying to climb back up but the ice kept breaking from under me . I remember when I finally got out meeting my parents running out to try to get me and how red my body was, and not to mention the what if and I think that’s when it really clicked that we weren’t alone in this universe.
after a few years when I was in high school is when I got baptized and admitted my faith but that was really only because I couldn’t accept that all this came from nothing and well I should be dead.
I’ve had a few ruff goes after that most were gym accidents like dropping 135lbs on my throat, dropping 100 pounds on my forehead and falling and being pined under 175lbs on a squat cage .
but things didn’t really start to happen till I was graduated and my brother was diagnosed with bipolar and I can’t get into a lot but at this time we had three younger siblings who I just adore and two of them are parents. Two younger brothers and a younger sister.
due to the older brother’s issues I found out years later the younger sister was sleeping with a knife under her pillow in case the older brother started to go after her sadly there was an incident that involved knives and dad didn’t know what he was going to go home to .
the year before my brother moved out into a home for mentally disabled people is when the real eye opener happened.
the siblings and I were home alone when The older brother went into full out blackout mode and wouldn’t let any of the kids out and I think the next oldest might have been 10 or 11 . I didn’t know what to do but I was a little full of myself since I was an advent gym goer and it was nothing to bike 40km a day so I tackled him down a flight of stairs and the kids got out and hid in the van but I didn’t make it out because I knew both my feet were off the ground and I couldn’t do anything I was frozen in fear.
I’ve never been so terrified in my life and honestly thought I was going to die because there wasn’t anyone on the farm but for some reason my father’s late brother showed up and hauled him off me .
he must’ve come to check the cows
I honestly believe if he hadn’t if shown up I wouldn’t be here.
we were all relieved when the older brother finally moved and we finally had some peace in the house.
with in the next year I was biking at night and almost impaled myself with a tractor attachment that wasn’t properly put away .
you know the one with the big spike to move the bails of straw.
my first year living on my own some issues arose in my church and I went to another church for a while but stopped thinking “I don’t need church, I can still be a Christian and not go to church”
man was I wrong, nothing bad ever happened during that it was just dark and and nasty and when I started going to going the darkness went away.
And now you know my story.
