| The Glory Of a New Life |
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"Your son is useless; his life will never amount to John was just 14 years old.
I vowed that no adult would ever hurt me again. 
At the age of twelve I was reunited with my mother and went to an ordinary day school, where I attacked five male teachers in my first year. At the age of fourteen I was expelled from school hardly being able to read and write. I have been in ten prisons in the UK. In nine of those prisons I have been in padded cells, straitjackets or in solitary confinement for violence. At that time in solitary, you were locked up ‘in the hole’ 24 hours a day. All you had in the cell during the day was a Bible .During this time in prison I was taught how to lay bricks; after leaving prison I worked on building sites as a bricklayer during the day, whilst I would spend the evenings and weekends chasing women, getting drunk and fighting. At the age of 25 I became a salesman, and channelled all of my aggression into being number one. I was earning a substantial income and had around 50 salesmen working for me. During this time I owned a beautiful house, three Rolls Royces, a Bentley, Lotus and Ferrari. As a salesman I found it very easy to chat up girls and I went out with many attractive young women to help boost my low self-esteem. However, I never had a proper relationship, I didn’t know how to start or maintain meaningful relationships. Also I was never faithful; it just never crossed my mind that I ought to be. However, I eventually had two children with my girlfriend. After a brief spell in prison for an incident in a night club, I pushed the self-destruct button. I decided that I was fed up with sales and would make my fortune abroad. The real reason was I was drinking too much alcohol to hold it all together! So I got the kids and their mother somewhere to live; I left England and went to Portugal to further my career of chasing women getting drunk and fighting. During one particular time of violence when I was thirty, I was stabbed and my main arteries were severed. The police later told me that if it had not been for two Roman Catholic nuns who helped me, I would have bled to death. I came to a point in my life when I was morally, spiritually and financially bankrupt. To make a long story short, at 8.30 on the evening of Friday 15th of January, in the early nineties, I called out to God with the following thought, ‘To hell with it, I will give my life to J...’ I just got the ‘J’ of Jesus out, when at that instant God met me; He saved me and loved me. I realised that all I ever really wanted in life was to be accepted and loved.
I realised that all I ever really wanted in life was to be accepted and loved.
Ever since that day, I have had a burning passion to tell the whole wide world, that Jesus Christ is God’s only Son and He died for the sins of everyone so that everyone regardless of their past, can have a personal relationship with Him through Christ. ‘Whoever calls on the name of the Lord, shall be saved!’ |
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