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"The Power Of Love"
Written by Brother Daniel Thelemaque   

Bro. Daniel TAll of my life, I have been going to church. My mother made sure to take me to church every Sunday. I always felt like I was going to church for my family...

I always felt like I was just going through the motions every week. We all believed in God but it seemed like going to church on Sunday was the only assurance that we were going to heaven. The biggest trial that I ever had to witness in my life was seeing my mother and father separated for almost a year. There were a lot of irreconcilable differences among certain people in my family which tainted the relationship of my mom and dad. I was devastated to see my father move out of the house because of the actions of people in my family, and it really affected me psychologically.

Moving on, I and my mother were going to a Saturday morning service at our church. After we had picked up a couple of people, something shocking happened. A car from a different intersection slammed into my mother’s car and caused massive damage to the front end of the vehicle on the left side. I was sitting right behind my mother when it happened and I was so scared. The other driver seemed concerned for our well-being. The police showed up and transported us to the hospital to get checked on for any injuries.

Moving on through that nightmare, my mother started to have paralysis on her left side. My father came back to the aid of my mother because she was in such bad shape and most of all, he loved her very much even though my family thought otherwise.

The doctor had diagnosed with her an inoperable brain tumor which meant that she would eventually die from the tumor. For three months, my mother was confined to a bed and a home health aide had to check on her every day. I was so distraught as to what was going on. I was unaware of my mother’s condition. I began acting up at home and at school. Things just did not make sense to me and it infuriated me so much. Unfortunately, on July 10, 1995, my mother passed away in Haiti which was almost two weeks after my father decided to have her stay with her parents.

After that turning point occurred in my life, I was never the same again. I didn’t know what to do about my feelings but cry everyday or fight. I and my father tried to stay in church so we could get close to God while going through this tragic ordeal but to no avail. When my father came back from Haiti, he told me that we almost lost the house because he had to constantly come to the aid of my mother whenever she had to go to the hospital. In addition, he almost died of alcohol poisoning while he was still in Haiti.

I started to gain weight and I grew careless about myself. I sunk into this depression that I had never experienced in my life. My father would reach out to me but wouldn’t talk. When I would be around my friends and they would crack jokes, I couldn’t laugh no matter how hard I tried to mask it with happiness. However, once someone cross their boundaries with me, I would get extremely upset.

In the beginning of 2001, my dad made the decision to send me to a therapist so I would be comfortable to speak my mind. However, my exposure to a therapist only made matters in my life worse. After seeing her for the first time, she wrote prescriptions for me to start taking medications. After the first couple months of being on them, I began to feel strange, I began to start hearing voices in my head, and I began to start thinking of taking my own life. My father didn’t know what was going on with me. I felt like demos were coming into me. I had dreams that were very scary. I remembered I fell into a deep sleep and something came over me and I could not move for a long time.

I started to scare people at school about the craziness that was going on in my head. I got so bad to the point where I told the counselors that I was going to take my own life. Police officers came to the school and took me out in handcuffs which made me feel so bad.

I eventually left home to start a better life for myself. I was in the group home for about 5 and a half years moving around from home to home. I was ostracized for being a good resident because I was thinking positive and I wanted to get out of there. In addition, people accused me of saying things that I didn’t say which eventually led me to being viciously attacked by one of the residents; he soon found out that I had not said anything at all.

The kids in the facility obviously didn’t like me for some odd reason. The attack of the enemy did not stop there because I was diagnosed with Crohn’s Disease in August of 2003 which meant I had to be on medication for the rest of my life. The doctors told me it was probably a genetic condition.

When I graduated from high school, I left the group home permanently to advance into independent living. I was there for two and a half years and went through numerous challenges while I was there.

When I was at the Community College of Philadelphia, I met Minister Wade Jeremy Duncan who was in charge of the Christian coalition meetings every Wednesday. This guy is an awesome man of God who is always on fire. Among everyone who was a part of my life, Wade was my biggest encouragement to seek after Jesus Christ.

After hard work, diligence, and dedication, the Lord’s mercy guided me through two and half years of coursework at CCP and allowed to graduate with my Associates Degree on May 4, 2008. It was the happiest day of my life but better blessings of a “mightier degree” were soon to come.

Wade invited me to Christ Haven Pentecostal Church in May of 2008. I lost touch with him and I was still going through situations at home. My life was being threatened constantly and I had no source to help me out. I came back to Christ Haven five months later on a Friday in November and I was baptized in Jesus name for the remission of my sins on November 9, 2008.

Then again, I lost contact with everyone again. In addition, my family began to feel concerned that I would leave their church but I didn’t know what God had planned for my life at that particular time. I love my family very much but I was fed up with going through the motions in church and not getting the spiritual need that I desired from God. I made the decision to leave my family’s church in January of 2009.

When I returned to Christ Haven, my mind was set on getting filled with the gift of the Holy Ghost. I had never in my life felt an experience like what God has done for me at Christ Haven where the divine truth is preached through the Holy Spirit.

My family has saw fit to dislike me because they know that I’m growing in God and they might hate me for it but I have Jesus on side and only He can save me. Thankfully and through the grace of God, I was filled with the gift of the Holy Ghost on March 8, 2009 at the altar on Sunday afternoon. I have never ever felt such peace and joy within my innermost being in my life.

The Lord has delivered me from the bed of adultery, from the hip-hop scene, from the long hair, and from the earrings that were pierced into the lobes of my ears. I’m so thankful of what the Lord has done for me in my life and I am never going back. I’m still going through struggles as a young man trying hard to grow in Jesus. I am assured that my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ will deliver me from all my problems but I am already victorious. The Lord is already mending some emotional wounds that have remained unhealed for so long and the Lord is healing.

I am thankful for the understanding that “Love is the evidence of the Spirit’s indwelling in your life.” (Bloomer Empowered from Above). I am so happy of what the Lord is doing right now and I know that even better things are on the way.

The relationship between me and my father is starting to get better. I never knew how to approach the confrontations with my father because I experienced so much in my life and it just infuriated me whenever he appeared to be intoxicated. The bible says that “Love covers a multitude of sins.” Whenever I approach my father, I begin to think of God. I begin to show love and compassion to my father and it places negative thoughts into captivity. I feel God working in me and that’s an encouragement. I ask that everyone please keep me in prayer because I am absolutely grateful for what God has done in my life. There may have been some harsh challenges in the process of it all but the Lord brought me out of darkness. In conclusion, I asked that you all please pray for me so that I will continue to grow spiritually in Jesus name. Amen.