I've never actually put it in writing and am hesitant doing so because the written language has always been a struggle for me. God didn't design me as a writer and certainly not a poet but I can feel the holy spirit prompting me to do so now and I will lean on Him heavily for this.

I grew up in what some would call a broken home and God was never a topic among the family. The only god I knew of was the one portrayed in secular movies and television. I grew up believing all the lies about an billion year old earth, evolution and the like that are tought in our public schools. I was an atheist.

As a young man, He had sent many believers my way, telling me of Jesus and his father but I was like the seed sown among the rocky soil, roots never took hold. I had rejected His word every time because i was chasing the lusts of this world. However, the men He sent had made an impact on my life that I have only recently discovered. They were godly men doing godly things and it was obvious to me that they were different. Although I didn't believe their message at the time, their actions had shown me that Christianity wasn't holding society back as some atheists would have you believe. I felt that I was fortunate to grow up in a country rooted in judea-christian beliefs.

Fast forward to the 2016 election and I'm in my early 30s. I can clearly see the rampant polital corruption and the rapid moral decay of our society. Donald Trump is running for president and I am behind him 100% he's my guy and I don't care how many of my friends mock me for idolizing him, which was almost everyone I knew as a Canadian. I watched all his speeches and all his rallies and I would hear all the blatant lies the Canadian and US media would tell about him. It completely changed how I viewed the world. It was the beginning of my awakening but I was still only scratching the surface of this iceberg.

The next 3 years went by like most normie Trump supporters. I trusted that he would be able to change things for the better and was confident he would get a second term. It wasn't until covid started when I started to see how deep the deception was, how bad things actually are. I received a 90 day layoff from my employer and I spent every one of those days on my computer doing research. This is when I discovered Q.

As the days went on and the deeper I went down the rabbit hole I went, I became increasingly angry and depressed. The ritual sacrifice of children and adrenochrome used as a party drug really hit hard. I could barely function, I went weeks without showering at times. I often thought about lashing out in violent ways because I was so lost. I followed or subscribed to many Christian Q supporters but I didn't share their beliefs in God but they had good information so I put up with the biblical aspects of their pages.

My mind was always racing, always thinking and dwelling on information I'd receive, trying to make sense of things. The type of behavior of a person who is coming to grips with the fact that everything they thought they knew, was a lie. One day in February of 2021 I started to think that, if the most powerful people in this world all worship Satan, maybe God is real? This thought lingered with me for days, it was always there, in everything I read, every video I watched, I couldn't escape it....

Then it happened, I had finally heard the true gospel. I had finally understood why Christ had died for my sins, that he paid the price I owe, that he suffered and died on that cross as a punishment that I deserved, that he bore the punishment that was meant for me so i could be saved. In an instant, I believed. I believed and fell to my knees and begged for forgiveness. I confessed that I am a sinner and repented of that sin. I cried like I have never cried before, the tears soaked my living room floor as I could feel the Spirit within me. I tear up as I write this now. Praise God! Praise the Lord! For who is so good that he would save a wretch like me.

My life hasn't been the same since. I no longer fear the future or the death of this body that is assured to come. The anger and hate that used to consume me is long gone. I no longer seek vengeance because I know that vengeance belongs to God and I have complete faith that he will do what is right and just. I no longer put my faith in man, whether it's Trump or Q or anyone else. I have faith in God, I have Faith in Christ. I trust his word.

I've never actually put it in writing and am hesitant doing so because the written language has always been a struggle for me. God didn't design me as a writer and certainly not a poet but I can feel the holy spirit prompting me to do so now and I will lean on Him heavily for this.

I grew up in what some would call a broken home and God was never a topic among the family. The only god I knew of was the one portrayed in secular movies and television. I grew up believing all the lies about an billion year old earth, evolution and the like that are tought in our public schools. I was an atheist.

As a young man, He had sent many believers my way, telling me of Jesus and his father but I was like the seed sown among the rocky soil, roots never took hold. I had rejected His word every time because i was chasing the lusts of this world. However, the men He sent had made an impact on my life that I have only recently discovered. They were godly men doing godly things and it was obvious to me that they were different. Although I didn't believe their message at the time, their actions had shown me that Christianity wasn't holding society back as some atheists would have you believe. I felt that I was fortunate to grow up in a country rooted in judea-christian beliefs.

Fast forward to the 2016 election and I'm in my early 30s. I can clearly see the rampant polital corruption and the rapid moral decay of our society. Donald Trump is running for president and I am behind him 100% he's my guy and I don't care how many of my friends mock me for idolizing him, which was almost everyone I knew as a Canadian. I watched all his speeches and all his rallies and I would hear all the blatant lies the Canadian and US media would tell about him. It completely changed how I viewed the world. It was the beginning of my awakening but I was still only scratching the surface of this iceberg.

The next 3 years went by like most normie Trump supporters. I trusted that he would be able to change things for the better and was confident he would get a second term. It wasn't until covid started when I started to see how deep the deception was, how bad things actually are. I received a 90 day layoff from my employer and I spent every one of those days on my computer doing research. This is when I discovered Q.

As the days went on and the deeper I went down the rabbit hole I went, I became increasingly angry and depressed. The ritual sacrifice of children and adrenochrome used as a party drug really hit hard. I could barely function, I went weeks without showering at times. I often thought about lashing out in violent ways because I was so lost. I followed or subscribed to many Christian Q supporters but I didn't share their beliefs in God but they had good information so I put up with the biblical aspects of their pages.

My mind was always racing, always thinking and dwelling on information I'd receive, trying to make sense of things. The type of behavior of a person who is coming to grips with the fact that everything they thought they knew, was a lie. One day in February of 2021 I started to think that, if the most powerful people in this world all worship Satan, maybe God is real? This thought lingered with me for days, it was always there, in everything I read, every video I watched, I couldn't escape it....

Then it happened, I had finally heard the true gospel. I had finally understood why Christ had died for my sins, that he paid the price I owe, that he suffered and died on that cross as a punishment that I deserved, that he bore the punishment that was meant for me so i could be saved. In an instant, I believed. I believed and fell to my knees and begged for forgiveness. I confessed that I am a sinner and repented of that sin. I cried like I have never cried before, the tears soaked my living room floor as I could feel the Spirit within me. I tear up now as I write this now. Praise God! Praise the Lord! For who is so good that he would save a wretch like me.

My life hasn't been the same since. I no longer fear the future or the death of this body that is assured to come. The anger and hate that used to consume me is long gone. I no longer seek vengeance because I know that vengeance belongs to God and I have complete faith that he will do what is right and just. I no longer put my faith in man, whether it's Trump or Q or anyone else. I have faith in God, I have Faith in Christ. I trust his word.