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So i'm gunna try to make this as short as possible...
My brother used to have ADD/ADHD or w/e and autism from when he was born. He was always a big trouble to my parents. My parents were always busy with him leaving me in the shadows (this shaped who i am today..). My bro would always get in trouble and piss my parents off. He went to a special school for kids that had learning disabilities and what not.
I didn't know the truth about xianity back then and went to church with my parents every sunday like an obedient little sheep.
This was back when I still lived in Holland (I moved to Canada when I was 12). There was this "healing service" that was coming close by where we lived. Jan Zeilstra was the guy doing the healings "through Christ/God" and was center stage. (Check out their site: http://www.levensstroom.nl/ -- it's in english)
My mother really wanted to go there. There was a whole service and stuff, people were lining up to get "healed". We lined up. My mother, brother, and me. This line was so fkin long.. it would've taken us like 2 hours to get down the line.. all of a sudden Jan Zeilstra called out for a woman in the line that had something wrong with her hip or something (i dont remember what my mother had exactly...). This was my mom. She was suprised and shit going "Oh my, how did he know?" So we go up to the front and onto the stage. My mom let my brother go first, and Zeilstra asked what was wrong with him or w/e, so my mom explained. He healed him... He put his hand on his head and said some words. Then it was my turn. He asked what was wrong with me, and my mother explained to him that I was emotionally scarred or something because of my autistic brother always taking away my parents attention from me (that's the reason why i'm shy.. i'm working this out tho, i've been changing since I dedicated myself
) Anyways, he put his hand on my head and said that all of that shit that happened in the past would have no effect over me or something like that. I felt this warm rush or something come over me... it felt alright i guess.. but it only lasted like 2 mins. After my mom had her turn we were led to a room behind the stage where we had to write about our experience or something.. i dont remember too clearly, but my brother and my mother were crying together.. I didn't feel any different. And supposedly my brother was healed from autism.
His story got published later in one of the monthly (or bi-montly, idk) magazine/booklet. "Young boy healed completely from autism and ADHD by the power of God, bla bla bla"
This was a great testimony for him. Friends and relatives were amazed. My mother's happy that God is so amazing(BULLSHIT). etc...
I don't understand though how he could've been healed... I'm pretty sure he does not have autism and adhd anymore.
And my bro also found out not too long ago that I've been looking at stuff called "joy of satan" (i haven't explained to him what it is...). And he's going on about how i'm going to hell and shit.. He was also the one that told my parents that i've been reading about this stuff and nearly got me in a shitload of trouble.. (I handled it xD I said i was just researching that because I was curious and we were talking about religion in one of my classes or something like that)
There's no fkin way that I could convert my parents or brothers... there's just too much for them to believe in. My brother being their living testimony...
My brother used to have ADD/ADHD or w/e and autism from when he was born. He was always a big trouble to my parents. My parents were always busy with him leaving me in the shadows (this shaped who i am today..). My bro would always get in trouble and piss my parents off. He went to a special school for kids that had learning disabilities and what not.
I didn't know the truth about xianity back then and went to church with my parents every sunday like an obedient little sheep.
This was back when I still lived in Holland (I moved to Canada when I was 12). There was this "healing service" that was coming close by where we lived. Jan Zeilstra was the guy doing the healings "through Christ/God" and was center stage. (Check out their site: http://www.levensstroom.nl/ -- it's in english)
My mother really wanted to go there. There was a whole service and stuff, people were lining up to get "healed". We lined up. My mother, brother, and me. This line was so fkin long.. it would've taken us like 2 hours to get down the line.. all of a sudden Jan Zeilstra called out for a woman in the line that had something wrong with her hip or something (i dont remember what my mother had exactly...). This was my mom. She was suprised and shit going "Oh my, how did he know?" So we go up to the front and onto the stage. My mom let my brother go first, and Zeilstra asked what was wrong with him or w/e, so my mom explained. He healed him... He put his hand on his head and said some words. Then it was my turn. He asked what was wrong with me, and my mother explained to him that I was emotionally scarred or something because of my autistic brother always taking away my parents attention from me (that's the reason why i'm shy.. i'm working this out tho, i've been changing since I dedicated myself
His story got published later in one of the monthly (or bi-montly, idk) magazine/booklet. "Young boy healed completely from autism and ADHD by the power of God, bla bla bla"
This was a great testimony for him. Friends and relatives were amazed. My mother's happy that God is so amazing(BULLSHIT). etc...
I don't understand though how he could've been healed... I'm pretty sure he does not have autism and adhd anymore.
And my bro also found out not too long ago that I've been looking at stuff called "joy of satan" (i haven't explained to him what it is...). And he's going on about how i'm going to hell and shit.. He was also the one that told my parents that i've been reading about this stuff and nearly got me in a shitload of trouble.. (I handled it xD I said i was just researching that because I was curious and we were talking about religion in one of my classes or something like that)
There's no fkin way that I could convert my parents or brothers... there's just too much for them to believe in. My brother being their living testimony...