chapter 1 this is me

made whole and new
4 min readJun 10, 2019

so before you I start posting any blogs about living as a stroke survivor I what you to understand a bit more about the person who rights these blogs. Also I what you to know that will do my best to keep names out of all of the blogs I write. so her goes. I came to faith in when I was about 11 or 12 the main start of it was playing football every Friday night at a church youth group, where after football one person would cook for any one that would stay for the food and a small bible study. As a youth group we went to a youth camp call haslemear where we had teachings a different activity every day and that is where I first met god it was not thourgh nay of the talks, but it was while in the time of worship. I was going thourgh a fairly hard time at secondary school mainly training hard to find where I belong on the social ladder there was one worship song and one bible passage that stayed with me then and I always go back to it when I am feeling down and that was psalm 18vs 1–3 and blessed be your man by mat Redman.

I then left school at the age of 16 with only 3 gcse one in food tech on in science and the other in history I then I went on to do a partnership in professional cookery both level 2 and 3. After college I started to work in different kitchens around Bristol and because for the unsociable ours I stop going to church and felt like I had to hide my faith. My work started to take over and I started to turn to turn in to the people chefs hate (the kind that think they know every thing about food

I came to faith in when I was about 11 or 12 the main start of it was playing football every Friday night at a church youth group, where after football one person would cook for any one that would stay for the food and a small bible study. As a youth group we went to a youth camp call haslmear where we had teachings a different activity every day and that is where I first met god it was not thourgh nay of the talks, but it was while in the time of worship. I was going thourgh a fairly hard time at secondary school mainly training hard to find where I belong on the social ladder there was one worship song and one bible passage that stayed with me then and I always go back to it when I am feeling down and that was psalm 18vs 1–3 and blessed be your man by mat Redman.

I then left school at the age of 16 with only 3 gcse one in food tech one in science and the other in history I then I went on to do a partnership in professional cookery both level 2 and 3. After college I started to work in different kitchens around Bristol and because for the unsociable ours I stop going to church and felt like I had to hide my faith. My work started to take over and I started to turn to turn in to the people chefs hate (the kind that think they know every thing about food.) I lost my faith as friends as I was working some ridicules hours.

while I was working I started to get anxiety and desperation but I couldn’t see it my self for about 5 years of working as a chef I was just prepare to move from job to job. It was only after I had to fight a realy bad panic attack that I finally admitted that I wasn’t ok and found help. my mum and dad found a independent cancelling charity called off the record where they give help to young people of the age of 25. They normally offer a six week meeting but I chose to do 12 weeks as I was finding it really helpful to be able to talk to some one who was not with in my family cercal, from the session I found that I was putting more pressure on my self than I need to. So I quit my current chef job and stated to look for a new chef job which was a bit more relaxing, in that time one of my old friends invited me back to our church in Redland at the time via face book and after that I gave my life again to Christ to him after being baptised.

a lot of you know the rest but keep a look out for more of my personal blog chapter 2 coming soon…..

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made whole and new

hi I’m aidan and I had a stroke when I was 25 this is a personal stories of living with stroke