Hi, My Name
was Bassam mohamad farouk Haddad, I was Born in Lebanon 27/03/1966 as a Muslim, my mother was christian Orthodox. I am one of 8 brothers and sisters 3 of us been to the same mother and the rest half brothers and sisters, my Father was abusive, an alcoholic, a womanizer and used to bash my mother, I also was afraid of him.
My Mother was kicked out several times and ended living my her mother brother and sisters, she would take us to the church sometimes and I was very fond of the virgin Mary and Jesus and the cross, there is a little cave near my uncles house and I use to visit it with my untie and she said If I believe in god the coins will stick to the icons and she would try and they wouldn't stick, then I tried and they stuck, she hit me in a fun way just playing around around.
A lot of things happened to me in Lebanon including sin even though I was 6 or so and the coin will not sick for me after that
My dad died when I was 7 and in Lebanon the women dont have rights the their children especially in Islam even if the father passes away.
Well my dad passed away in an accident and my dads brothers came looking for us me first as they take the children away from the mother when they turn 7 years old but my mother told them to let me finish school and they can have all 3 of us, they agreed, in that time my mother made up passports in her maiden name, apparently a judge knew my dad and didnt like the way he was and let my mother go ahead with papers/passports and she took of to Australia with us.
we arrived in Australia in 1974 were sin continued to eat away at me but I always prayed for Jesus to take me to heaven, my sin grew so bad and rapidly it was frightening, at the age of 19 I met a Greek girl she was 21 at the time and we fell in love but in sin, and I told her about my pas sins, she looked at me and walked away got about 30 meters from me and came back and she said will you ever go back to you sinful ways and I said no, she kissed me and said I cant leave you and want to help you, we got married in 1990 after I got baptized in the Greek orthodox church and changed my name to Vasilios Basil Daaboul.
when my wifes grandmother passed away I went into depression knowing is my turn one day and needed help from our church, I went to confession regularly and in that time I met my dads brother for the first time and spoke with my half siblings for the first time in 20 years I again got confused frightened and continued going to confession about my confusion in religion but never doubted my love for Christianity but just confused all the same, I ended up going to Jerusalem were we stayed one night in Telaviv , we had no were else to stay after that night, we had our 2 year old son Dimitri with us and we made our way to Jafa gate were we met a deacon named farther arristovolelas , not sure of the spelling, he gave us his room next to mt Golgotha and we seen many great wonders, all the holy sites and I broke down inside Christs tomb.
Wen it was time to leave for Greece the deacon asked if we can drop of a letter in Katterini in Greece to his sister and my wife happily agreed, when we got to Greece my wife went to the deacons sisters house to deliver the letter and was blown away to find the deacons sister is one of her relatives
we went to Jerusalem with faith and our god Jesus Christ puts us with Family <3 I came back to Australia a new person and sadly drifted away into sin, today I continue to fight and walk and to confession holy communion , Last year I ended up going to Lebanon and met my Brothers and sisters for the first time in 38 years, I broke down and cried only with the younger of my two older sisters, yes they are Muslim and I made it clear to them we will not speak about religion although my older sister tried, I just walked away, I love them and continue to speak to them, I even took my wife to meet them this year, but in Christ I live and die whether I go to heaven or not its up to our lord Jesus Christ, I have learned a lot about Islam and was shocked to know how it came to be and sad for my Brothers sisters cousins, uncles all of them but Ive never tried talking to them about my faith, I know it wont go down well.
I cant thank Jesus Christ enough for the Angel I married to were her faith is strong and her love for me and our two boys Dimitri and Christo is just amazing, my two older boys are still alter boys at the age of 19 and 16.
I continue to fall and get back up but Im finding more strength to stay away from sin these days and fighting the good fight.
I have seen many wonders and seen things I dont want to speak about, I have so much more to tell and can take up days to wright about them but I wont, I hope you enjoy reading this and this is the first time I shared it publicly .
My New Name since meeting my Brothers and sisters is Vasilios Bassam Haddad I kept my baptized name and my previosn name Bassam Haddad as my middle and last name.