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Who am I in Christ
Please bear with me, this not easy for me, testimony is to reveal the nature of a Christ-like child in despair, but at the end with hope and much love
In everything, there is a beginning
My father was from a very old school, he works very, very hard
My mother trying to keep up with the six of us in school or at home
I had not to much interest in learning; I was a very shy kid.
At times and years before doctors did have the means to diagnose the disorder
Some disorder today they do have the means but doesn’t work all the time.
Some disorders can be inherent, or by malnutrition.
Years later because of many problems, as time pass by I was diagnosed with A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.
I could not focus and I always fidgety always quiet.
They could not understand how to diagnose this, it was no problem.
When I was about 3 years of age, one day I fell off a third-floor window and I fractured my head and landed on a batch of black coal which was for the furnace the boiler, this broke my fall.
Years later in my adulthood, I had a dream of being tossed out the window, I ask my mother what happened to me but she was silent.
I was the discomfort I needed overcome, by enduring
It seemed that I cannot find no one to help me, or in my family.
I just wanted love and attention, I was harmless.
It just made me and mysterious nature.
My father started to drink alcohol and started to abuse me, and because he could not understand my behavior, that I had A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder at that time.
As I grew my family and I move from one place to another, not all at once, but throughout time.
Now I was about five years old my father started to drink alcohol and started to abuse me, and because he could not understand my behavior, that I had A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder at that time.
I loved him so much, I tried to make things better but I was just a weak kid.
Even in society.
No matter how much I tried I just kept falling backward.
For my father and I, there was no love between us at all, he did not know how to love.
About this time, I was in my teens, and my father just got his own business.
I failed many times in school, even if they didn't know about my A.D.H.D.
This time I got in trouble in school as a child the kids abusing me, my father had to do something with me.
Love was not always there for me; my brothers felt bad for me and my sisters.
I just couldn’t, no one to help me, I did not understand and just kept silent.
My father put me in many programs, just not to deal with me, catholic school, programs for youth, I just kept going backward.
Not because I did what to, but because of segregation. It seemed to be no hope for me.
In Eph 6:1-4 (KJV) Honor thy father and mother; (which is the first commandment with promise ;) That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.
And, ye fathers provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and the admonition of the Lord.
My father had many chances to prosper but without love in my family or in any family, we just become strangers as we got older.
My father never share any time with me or took out to any pall games or I saw another’s father that was dads took out their children’s and encourages their children's in anything, but that I should seek understanding, and not living with any role models in my life, but all I learn from life was hardship and affection, my family brothers and sisters loved
No one in all that time, show me or told me about Christ
As I got older I said that I couldn't accept the abuses of my family and that I will not allow him to hurt us anymore.
I can not tell you what he did to me, too much memory
I couldn’t express my feeling, as a family because I was too young.
I had to stand for myself
This time I stood up for myself, and my family for I was the oldest to my brothers and sisters, my father and he raises his hand to hit me, for some reason I kneeled before him, instead, my father looks with anger and feeling of despair, so he cast me out of my home, never to return.
I had nothing; I lost my family forevermore!
But after all, I when to I could do nothing but one at my 23 birthday Christ Jesus found me and cured me of my Disorder, I began my journey, the word of God taught me
In 1 John 2:27 But the anointing which you have received from Him abides in you, and you do not need that anyone teaches you; but as the same anointing teaches you concerning all things, and is true, and is not a lie, and just as it has taught you, you will abide in Him.
(This means that my heart was not corrupt, and my mind could be renewed)
Love is all I know Christ Jesus found me and cured me
My name is Joseph John all I know is love
Please bear with me, this not easy for me, testimony is to reveal the nature of a Christ-like child in despair, but at the end with hope and much love
In everything, there is a beginning
My father was from a very old school, he works very, very hard
My mother trying to keep up with the six of us in school or at home
I had not to much interest in learning; I was a very shy kid.
At times and years before doctors did have the means to diagnose the disorder
Some disorder today they do have the means but doesn’t work all the time.
Some disorders can be inherent, or by malnutrition.
Years later because of many problems, as time pass by I was diagnosed with A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.
I could not focus and I always fidgety always quiet.
They could not understand how to diagnose this, it was no problem.
When I was about 3 years of age, one day I fell off a third-floor window and I fractured my head and landed on a batch of black coal which was for the furnace the boiler, this broke my fall.
Years later in my adulthood, I had a dream of being tossed out the window, I ask my mother what happened to me but she was silent.
I was the discomfort I needed overcome, by enduring
It seemed that I cannot find no one to help me, or in my family.
I just wanted love and attention, I was harmless.
It just made me and mysterious nature.
My father started to drink alcohol and started to abuse me, and because he could not understand my behavior, that I had A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder at that time.
As I grew my family and I move from one place to another, not all at once, but throughout time.
Now I was about five years old my father started to drink alcohol and started to abuse me, and because he could not understand my behavior, that I had A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder at that time.
I loved him so much, I tried to make things better but I was just a weak kid.
Even in society.
No matter how much I tried I just kept falling backward.
For my father and I, there was no love between us at all, he did not know how to love.
About this time, I was in my teens, and my father just got his own business.
I failed many times in school, even if they didn't know about my A.D.H.D.
This time I got in trouble in school as a child the kids abusing me, my father had to do something with me.
Love was not always there for me; my brothers felt bad for me and my sisters.
I just couldn’t, no one to help me, I did not understand and just kept silent.
My father put me in many programs, just not to deal with me, catholic school, programs for youth, I just kept going backward.
Not because I did what to, but because of segregation. It seemed to be no hope for me.
In Eph 6:1-4 (KJV) Honor thy father and mother; (which is the first commandment with promise ;) That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.
And, ye fathers provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and the admonition of the Lord.
My father had many chances to prosper but without love in my family or in any family, we just become strangers as we got older.
My father never share any time with me or took out to any pall games or I saw another’s father that was dads took out their children’s and encourages their children's in anything, but that I should seek understanding, and not living with any role models in my life, but all I learn from life was hardship and affection, my family brothers and sisters loved
No one in all that time, show me or told me about Christ
As I got older I said that I couldn't accept the abuses of my family and that I will not allow him to hurt us anymore.
I can not tell you what he did to me, too much memory
I couldn’t express my feeling, as a family because I was too young.
I had to stand for myself
This time I stood up for myself, and my family for I was the oldest to my brothers and sisters, my father and he raises his hand to hit me, for some reason I kneeled before him, instead, my father looks with anger and feeling of despair, so he cast me out of my home, never to return.
I had nothing; I lost my family forevermore!
But after all, I when to I could do nothing but one at my 23 birthday Christ Jesus found me and cured me of my Disorder, I began my journey, the word of God taught me
In 1 John 2:27 But the anointing which you have received from Him abides in you, and you do not need that anyone teaches you; but as the same anointing teaches you concerning all things, and is true, and is not a lie, and just as it has taught you, you will abide in Him.
(This means that my heart was not corrupt, and my mind could be renewed)
Love is all I know Christ Jesus found me and cured me
My name is Joseph John all I know is love
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