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In the spring of April 1998 I fell from 25 feet in the air and suffered a traumatic brain injury. I was lifeflighted to St. Francis childrens hospital in Peoria IL. As I laid there in the hospital bed in ACOMA for 2.5 weeks the doctors and nurses told my parents that I would never be able to walk talk or do anything for myself ever again. Little did they know through the power of GOD and prayers I was determined to beat all those odds. Throughout school afterwards I wrestled, played baseball, and football. I showed the world what the power of prayers could do. I never took no for an answer and still to this day I don’t. Now at 30 years old I am a very successful father and man. I provide for my wife and all four children as a truck driver transporting necessities all over the United States!
Having Asperger’s Syndrome can make one feel left out, like an outcast. Not being properly brought up in the Catholic faith, and having to explore that faith on your own, can also be hard. Here are two struggles for me. I admit I am a broken person, wanting to be pieced back together by my Creator. As a young adult wanted to experience and explore my own faith. Attending Bible study in my mid-twenties was were I met on of my close friends who introduced me to my current parish, Our Lady of Lourdes. It is here I felt home, where I really got to know God through Mary. It was frequently going to church and prayers that He opened the door to my vocation(s). Many times alI have fallen since joining my parish, but no matter how many times I fell or stumbled, God was always assuring me, “You are my beloved child, with whom I am well pleased.” Mother Mary has indeed obtained answers to many intentions that I have offered into her hands to the Father. Because I love my God and Lord, and my parish, I have felt inspired to serve Him with all my heart, my soul, mind, and my strength.
Jesus once asked His disciples, “Who do you say that I am?”, with Peter correctly answering, “You are the Christ, the Son of God.” Ergo, my challenge for you and for myself is asking Jesus, “who do You, Lord, say that I am (to You)?”
When you run out of love, hope, strength, patience, God will lovingly replenish you. Just come to Him. He is waiting.
I was in the 1st grade, and one of my old friends named Damon invited me to go to this Christian organization called Awana at my church I go to now, Bethel Baptist Church. I knew nothing about who God was, so of course I felt like an outcast. I started going on the regular, and thank goodness the church was just a block away. I would walk there at such a young age. And I would walk home in the dark night. Then in the summer of my 2nd grade year, My mom found a church camp in Yates City, Illinois, called Faith Bible Camp. I went for a week (overnight camp) and on the last day, I accepted Christ into my heart. I now attend church every Sunday, and help out with the Awana organization on Wednesdays. I met this guy, named Michael Pendleton. He is my boyfriend, and he started coming with me to youth group every Sunday. I’m glad I found Christian friends. I have no family support who goes to church with me, or youth group. I just go alone. Or with michael and my friends jenny and Matthew. God is doing great things for me. ❤️ 15 years of this wonderful life with God, many more years to go! Thank you.