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well first i want to say that i have been christian since 6th grade and im so proud of it, well over the years i have had trials thrown at me that i didnt even know exist.... i believe it all started around 7 grade when my dad came back into my life i didnt think much of it at first becase i loved him to death despite all the things my mom told me about him...
he has been on drugs for 2 decades (20 yrs) if not more
so anyways 8th grade is when it really got bad he started stealing from us fighting/arguing with my mom even with me and my sister.... soo a year later he went to rehab didnt last no more than a month and my mom gave him another chance and the same thing happened over and over again
he would go have sex with other women and come home 2days later so she put him out again and he went i a shelter and in my sophmore year he somehow ended up back at the house and i dont know what happened to me that year but i lost it completly i was mad at my mom for letting him back over and over again, i hated my dad didnt want anything to do with him i was angry at God and told him that i dont need you and i can handle things on my own so i started doubting God and didnt see the point of believing in him i didnt wanna pray, read the bible, or go to church anymore andi became a totally different person after that things went down hill everyting went wrong and i was completly destroyed i began to be opressed and i had anciety and i thought i was crazy and im pretty sure every one else did too... i was so deep in this mess and i didnt know why i lost all my friends and my mom and sister didnt trust me anymore and i just felt alone any that noone needed me and i didnt see any reason for living so i tried to kill my self with a lot of pills andi just went to sleep not knowing rather or not i was gonna wake up, but i did and i was even more angry at God for waking me up. i jut felt dead inside an like a big part of me was gone i tried seeing a councelor that didnt work, so i just prayed all that day and told God to help me and that im sorry for all that i have did, And allof a sudden that missing part was filled and all i could do was cry because i had no words to say it was an amazing feeling, that following sunday i went to church and the same exact thing i was going through my Pastor preached about it and i knew God was speaking to me.. from that day to this day today i have grown tremendously in God and my faith have grown bigger and better....
even though i have had promblems still since my dad i still living with us and he still does the same thing i dont hate him anymore i have forgave him for what hes done (and still doin)
well thats it
i know its alot, i finally got brave enouh to post it
God Bless yall
he has been on drugs for 2 decades (20 yrs) if not more
so anyways 8th grade is when it really got bad he started stealing from us fighting/arguing with my mom even with me and my sister.... soo a year later he went to rehab didnt last no more than a month and my mom gave him another chance and the same thing happened over and over again
he would go have sex with other women and come home 2days later so she put him out again and he went i a shelter and in my sophmore year he somehow ended up back at the house and i dont know what happened to me that year but i lost it completly i was mad at my mom for letting him back over and over again, i hated my dad didnt want anything to do with him i was angry at God and told him that i dont need you and i can handle things on my own so i started doubting God and didnt see the point of believing in him i didnt wanna pray, read the bible, or go to church anymore andi became a totally different person after that things went down hill everyting went wrong and i was completly destroyed i began to be opressed and i had anciety and i thought i was crazy and im pretty sure every one else did too... i was so deep in this mess and i didnt know why i lost all my friends and my mom and sister didnt trust me anymore and i just felt alone any that noone needed me and i didnt see any reason for living so i tried to kill my self with a lot of pills andi just went to sleep not knowing rather or not i was gonna wake up, but i did and i was even more angry at God for waking me up. i jut felt dead inside an like a big part of me was gone i tried seeing a councelor that didnt work, so i just prayed all that day and told God to help me and that im sorry for all that i have did, And allof a sudden that missing part was filled and all i could do was cry because i had no words to say it was an amazing feeling, that following sunday i went to church and the same exact thing i was going through my Pastor preached about it and i knew God was speaking to me.. from that day to this day today i have grown tremendously in God and my faith have grown bigger and better....
even though i have had promblems still since my dad i still living with us and he still does the same thing i dont hate him anymore i have forgave him for what hes done (and still doin)
well thats it
God Bless yall