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hi all. my name is bob and my dad is the preacher at the church in town. i am an old man now, but my story and testimony is mine and mine alone . my dad died last christmas and i miss him and my mom terribly much. Mom passed a few years back from cancer
and i dont care how old you are, a guy sometimes has to have a little talk with his mom, sort of to gauge how his life is going and how he fits into the world. And i miss being able to talk to the both of them. thats human nature i guess.
growing up as the preachers kid ..thats a tough one, believe you me. i was in church every service for twenty years, i was expected to be quiet, study the bible , be a good kid, but....i wasnt all that good, or bad, i was a kid. people think, oh hes the preachers kid and hes so sweet, until they found out i was exactly the opposite of what they thought i should be.
So... i grew up in the church. i had a lot of questions for my teachers and i had the best library on religious stuff, christianity and
other religions. and i had an encyclopedia brittanica at my disposal, and i had a thirst for knowledge. i caught heck from teachers more than one time because i spelled words in their proper english form..colour, instead of color. things like that ... i was fascinated by sciences and things that gave me a look at the real world and not the spiritual world . but i had my faith. i loved god and jesus and my parents and siblings (okay so i didnt like my siblings a lot) but i still loved them)
I knew practical things . i knew who was the best cook in the church, after having sampled the wares of all of them . i know who made the best of everything, and back then, everyone was poor, but the sunday pot luck dinners were my territory and i made sure i got the best and that was how it was.
then i grew older and went out into the world on my own. i joined the service, the navy and did my job as best as i could, got out, went to school, got married and went to work, having fallen away from the church as an entity but always my thioughts remained on things . i had a few rough patches there nd prayed, i ended up homeless for a long period of time after a bout with unemployment , and where i lost everything i thought dear to me,...except christ jesus. he was with me all the time and i lived in my car for a while until the police had it hauled away because i was homeless in a place that didnt allow there to be any homeless people. i worked nd tried to save, once a week id go to a church where i could bathe and get a meal, maybe until i got myself
back on my feet again. I quit drinking , and chasing women, (before i was married, yall) and found a place where i could lay my head at night, with out fear of being robbed or rousted and beaten up by policemen and thrown in jail or in the mental hospital.
things were really tough there for a while. i prayed somehow id get relief from my troubles. but you know, my life has always had trials and tribulations. like i said before, i was no one really special , at least not to anyone around me. i could figure on things going really wrong just as things were looking up for me. id get a good job, and work like mad at it and the cops would spot me, and it was trouble each time. I was easy pickings and they didn't care for me one bit. One cop in particular disliked me enough to
arrest me on bogus felony charges.
"Im gonna get you the help you need," he said to me. (he didn't know i had a girlfriend at the time who cared about me and was willing to fight for me. tooth and nail. My parents were shocked to hear that things had gone bad for me, but my dad said they couldnt do anything for me being 1200 miles away. I told them to pray for me. I asked them to pray for me and keep praying for me. and a week later i got a paycheck from my now lost job , enough to pay for bail. My girlfriend bailed me out and we got married and i had to return for the trial. i ended up pleading guilty of a lesser charge at my lawyers advise and i got probation for
a year, and promptly moved out of the state.
we, my wife and i worked, got a nice apartment, worked two jobs apiece and saved a nest egg and bought a place where we have lived for 20 years nearly. last fall i was in a bad wreck and ended up in the hospital. .. and all this time i prayed when i needed to pray. my hospital stay was extended. i had rocky mountain spotted fever, developed an allergic reaction to the meds and was told i was a diabetic. now along with the spotted fever, i had also contracted lymes disease and that left me with an allergy to red meat. beef, pork and any mammal meat. i ate a burger and i blew up like a balloon (Alpha Galactose intolerance)
and nearly died . i also have developed a chronic lung problem, having had pneumonia a few times in my lfe when i was homeless
didnt seem to help the situation. COPD is what they call it. and now i cant work at my job. so i guess ill soon be on the streets again . but my wifes job keeps us in beans and the roof over our head. i tried to get dissability, but was denied .. im out of work, outr of luck and all i have is my lord and savior. my dad left me a box, in it a brand new detector, never used. he thought it might help us pay the bills . if i struck it rich., but realistically. i dont see it happening . but i get out there and i get exercise ,.
since the stay in the hospital, ive lost 60 lbs, dont eat much but salad and fish , about all i can eat. no dairy, no meat , and id kill to eat a steak, not really, but i cant have it. you know what i mean. my meds cost 260 dollars a month, and im developed tolerance to the pain at the loss of the nerves in my legs, somewhat and walking is an intersting thing when you have neuropathy. and
neurotramatic pain from the lesions on my legs. im not asking for sympathy here. i got what i got, and its a trial and tribulation for me, a test of my faith, but old satan aint going to win. Ive repented my sin, of which were many lord. i an ashamed and i am not worthy of your grace or your love. but i still pray, knowing you are there to help me through it all. and maybe one day, when i step over that line, youll be there for me. i gotta believe that. you promised it and im holding with it. thats my message. hold tight your faith. hold tight your love for god and jesus, hold tight you trust in the lord, confess your sins and pray for forgiveness and guidance
and i dont care how old you are, a guy sometimes has to have a little talk with his mom, sort of to gauge how his life is going and how he fits into the world. And i miss being able to talk to the both of them. thats human nature i guess.
growing up as the preachers kid ..thats a tough one, believe you me. i was in church every service for twenty years, i was expected to be quiet, study the bible , be a good kid, but....i wasnt all that good, or bad, i was a kid. people think, oh hes the preachers kid and hes so sweet, until they found out i was exactly the opposite of what they thought i should be.
So... i grew up in the church. i had a lot of questions for my teachers and i had the best library on religious stuff, christianity and
other religions. and i had an encyclopedia brittanica at my disposal, and i had a thirst for knowledge. i caught heck from teachers more than one time because i spelled words in their proper english form..colour, instead of color. things like that ... i was fascinated by sciences and things that gave me a look at the real world and not the spiritual world . but i had my faith. i loved god and jesus and my parents and siblings (okay so i didnt like my siblings a lot) but i still loved them)
I knew practical things . i knew who was the best cook in the church, after having sampled the wares of all of them . i know who made the best of everything, and back then, everyone was poor, but the sunday pot luck dinners were my territory and i made sure i got the best and that was how it was.
then i grew older and went out into the world on my own. i joined the service, the navy and did my job as best as i could, got out, went to school, got married and went to work, having fallen away from the church as an entity but always my thioughts remained on things . i had a few rough patches there nd prayed, i ended up homeless for a long period of time after a bout with unemployment , and where i lost everything i thought dear to me,...except christ jesus. he was with me all the time and i lived in my car for a while until the police had it hauled away because i was homeless in a place that didnt allow there to be any homeless people. i worked nd tried to save, once a week id go to a church where i could bathe and get a meal, maybe until i got myself
back on my feet again. I quit drinking , and chasing women, (before i was married, yall) and found a place where i could lay my head at night, with out fear of being robbed or rousted and beaten up by policemen and thrown in jail or in the mental hospital.
things were really tough there for a while. i prayed somehow id get relief from my troubles. but you know, my life has always had trials and tribulations. like i said before, i was no one really special , at least not to anyone around me. i could figure on things going really wrong just as things were looking up for me. id get a good job, and work like mad at it and the cops would spot me, and it was trouble each time. I was easy pickings and they didn't care for me one bit. One cop in particular disliked me enough to
arrest me on bogus felony charges.
"Im gonna get you the help you need," he said to me. (he didn't know i had a girlfriend at the time who cared about me and was willing to fight for me. tooth and nail. My parents were shocked to hear that things had gone bad for me, but my dad said they couldnt do anything for me being 1200 miles away. I told them to pray for me. I asked them to pray for me and keep praying for me. and a week later i got a paycheck from my now lost job , enough to pay for bail. My girlfriend bailed me out and we got married and i had to return for the trial. i ended up pleading guilty of a lesser charge at my lawyers advise and i got probation for
a year, and promptly moved out of the state.
we, my wife and i worked, got a nice apartment, worked two jobs apiece and saved a nest egg and bought a place where we have lived for 20 years nearly. last fall i was in a bad wreck and ended up in the hospital. .. and all this time i prayed when i needed to pray. my hospital stay was extended. i had rocky mountain spotted fever, developed an allergic reaction to the meds and was told i was a diabetic. now along with the spotted fever, i had also contracted lymes disease and that left me with an allergy to red meat. beef, pork and any mammal meat. i ate a burger and i blew up like a balloon (Alpha Galactose intolerance)
and nearly died . i also have developed a chronic lung problem, having had pneumonia a few times in my lfe when i was homeless
didnt seem to help the situation. COPD is what they call it. and now i cant work at my job. so i guess ill soon be on the streets again . but my wifes job keeps us in beans and the roof over our head. i tried to get dissability, but was denied .. im out of work, outr of luck and all i have is my lord and savior. my dad left me a box, in it a brand new detector, never used. he thought it might help us pay the bills . if i struck it rich., but realistically. i dont see it happening . but i get out there and i get exercise ,.
since the stay in the hospital, ive lost 60 lbs, dont eat much but salad and fish , about all i can eat. no dairy, no meat , and id kill to eat a steak, not really, but i cant have it. you know what i mean. my meds cost 260 dollars a month, and im developed tolerance to the pain at the loss of the nerves in my legs, somewhat and walking is an intersting thing when you have neuropathy. and
neurotramatic pain from the lesions on my legs. im not asking for sympathy here. i got what i got, and its a trial and tribulation for me, a test of my faith, but old satan aint going to win. Ive repented my sin, of which were many lord. i an ashamed and i am not worthy of your grace or your love. but i still pray, knowing you are there to help me through it all. and maybe one day, when i step over that line, youll be there for me. i gotta believe that. you promised it and im holding with it. thats my message. hold tight your faith. hold tight your love for god and jesus, hold tight you trust in the lord, confess your sins and pray for forgiveness and guidance
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