Faith has many meanings; for me faith is more than just a word, it is something that is given by G-D. It is what saved me and what continues to impact my life. This is my story of my hardest obstacle in life. It was December 26, 1997, the day after I opened my gifts. I was the happiest kid in the world as every ten year old would be after receiving a handful of presents. I was in the living room playing with my little brother, when the phone rings. Caller ID had just come out, so I saw who it was and I remember it said government in the name. They asked to speak to my mom. As she’s listening on the phone she begins to cry, then she began to cry hysterically. Growing up my dad was the one who made all the money. We were getting ready to move next month into a house and I was about to enter middle school, I had no worries in the world. We finally moved into the new house, and weeks have gone by since I saw my dad that morning. My mom told me my dad was in school and wouldn’t be coming home for a while. Three years passed by without seeing my dad but I occasionally talked to him over the phone. It wasn’t until I entered high school when I found out the truth about my dad. As I sat down with my mom she begins telling me; my dad was in jail and he would be there for twenty years. At first is didn’t affect me, then it happened. I developed a provoked stutter. When I was younger I had speech problems, but I didn’t stutter instead I had trouble with my S’s and TH’s. Little did I know it would affect my whole life, I became a stutterer. I quickly learned to hide it by avoiding speaking in class, only to my closest friends. I became terrified to stutter in front of anyone so I became antisocial. In class I would never volunteer or raise my hand to answer a question. On holidays, when everyone would greet each other with happy wishes I would stay quiet and isolate myself. People would mistake me for rude when I didn’t say hello, respond to a question or even say thank you. It wasn’t until two years ago that my life would change. When I turned sixteen, my mom told me my dad didn’t get twenty years, they gave him life. I became depressed and stuttered more. For my sixteenth birthday, I asked my mom to buy me the bible; it was my only gift that year. I began reading it, I read through the whole Torah. Then I began to read the New Testament. I read the bible everyday and prayed every night before I went to sleep. G-D changed my life. It is my faith in G-D and Yahshua that saved me from my depression. It is my heavenly father who gave me the strength and faith to overcome my stuttering, and gave me hope for my dad. I’m eighteen years old now and in college. I see my father every three months at the federal correctional center in Marianna, FL. I don’t stutter anymore, nor am I antisocial. I love presenting in front of the class and expressing my ideas. My life changed, and just like Job, until my last breath I will always have faith no matter what comes my way.
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