- Aug 14, 2013
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As a teen I was saved and baptized and never will forget that moment, for Dad and Mom would aways bring us to church. As time went on I went on my own way rather I was a rebel. Started a family and working two jobs. One of the jobs I delivered pizza. One night I was making a delivery and I was jumped and robbed by a gang of young boy's with baseball bat's. They beat me with the Bat's and when I was down began kicking me I remember crying out please, please then I heard some voices and things became dark. Then my eye's became dim as I crawed thru the dirt and rocks mixed with my blood to my car as I made it to my house that was one minute away. I did not understand why God would do this but now I do. I lost most of my hearing and can't remember many things of my past. I began to study God's words. God has brought me back to him and because I would not hear his voice and turn to him he allowed this to happen. You know when they were in court I felt sorry for them as my wife cried look what you done to my husband. I pray that that lord will never leave me even if he has to let this happen again. God can use a strong rod to get children back if needed. I'm glad it happened. I.m glad Dad and Mom aways were on thier knees praying and I do the same now. Oh I did'nt tell you the name of the gang they call themself's THE FOUR HORSEMAN.