Christ_empowered
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- Oct 23, 2010
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My dad and I get along quite well. I think he's forgiven me for...well, for being who I was, before Jesus saved me. I'm not: bratty, whiny, mean-spirited, demanding. He's warmed up to me and I think there's a closeness that, as far as I can remember, wasn't --ever-- there before.
So, this is a Praise Report. Jesus has seen fit to change me inside and out. I'm actually making progress towards a life of at least semi-autonomy (I had varying degrees of psychosis for about 10 years, so that's huge). My raw intelligence seems to have been restored...but I have a completely different (much more normal, functional) personality. Thank you, Jesus.
Meanwhile, my dad's life has improved a good bit, too. He and my mom get along much, much better than in years past. It helps tremendously that their financial situation has improved. Both of them make more monies now, and thanks to disability, I don't cost them near as much $$$ as in years past (the medical coverage, in particular, has been a major blessing). My dad even picked up a side project with some other people from work designing things for a local MD. That MD is kind of...peculiar...but my dad and the other dudes from the office made decent extra $$$, so its cool.
I've rambled. I'm just...amazed, I guess. Miracles play out quietly in real life. This ain't touched by an angel, lol (although...I could go for a soulful choir right about now...). Forgiveness is at the core of The Good News, and I am...amazingly, truly blessed. First God forgave me, now my parents seem to have forgiven me, or they're getting there. God's work in my life, physically, helps, too...I have a more conventional, masculine face; my hair is thick and crazy, not thin and sad looking; I'm a little taller; my eyes are bright (and also a different, darker color than in years past...odd...); and...I'm saying this because, thanks to Christ, my people see hope. I don't have "burned out flamer w/ too much electroshock" written all over me...and I definitely did before. Once, a couple years ago, some random college age girl called me "one of society's rejects." Ouch. But, hey; no longer.
If there's hope for me, there's hope for anybody. If The Lord can make peace and warmth in my family, then any family can be restored to unity and harmony.
And with that...Praise God!
So, this is a Praise Report. Jesus has seen fit to change me inside and out. I'm actually making progress towards a life of at least semi-autonomy (I had varying degrees of psychosis for about 10 years, so that's huge). My raw intelligence seems to have been restored...but I have a completely different (much more normal, functional) personality. Thank you, Jesus.
Meanwhile, my dad's life has improved a good bit, too. He and my mom get along much, much better than in years past. It helps tremendously that their financial situation has improved. Both of them make more monies now, and thanks to disability, I don't cost them near as much $$$ as in years past (the medical coverage, in particular, has been a major blessing). My dad even picked up a side project with some other people from work designing things for a local MD. That MD is kind of...peculiar...but my dad and the other dudes from the office made decent extra $$$, so its cool.
I've rambled. I'm just...amazed, I guess. Miracles play out quietly in real life. This ain't touched by an angel, lol (although...I could go for a soulful choir right about now...). Forgiveness is at the core of The Good News, and I am...amazingly, truly blessed. First God forgave me, now my parents seem to have forgiven me, or they're getting there. God's work in my life, physically, helps, too...I have a more conventional, masculine face; my hair is thick and crazy, not thin and sad looking; I'm a little taller; my eyes are bright (and also a different, darker color than in years past...odd...); and...I'm saying this because, thanks to Christ, my people see hope. I don't have "burned out flamer w/ too much electroshock" written all over me...and I definitely did before. Once, a couple years ago, some random college age girl called me "one of society's rejects." Ouch. But, hey; no longer.
If there's hope for me, there's hope for anybody. If The Lord can make peace and warmth in my family, then any family can be restored to unity and harmony.
And with that...Praise God!
