I had to hide and cry alone because they told me to be a man and not to cry. I do not understand why people like this have to come to the rescue with such compassionate hands. When I was a child, this incident made me fall in love with this prophet. For other children, it may be a Christmas present or some of their accomplishments that have caused them to fall in love with Jesus. If the church wants to make people want to take Jesus, it means they have succeeded on me. I knew I had to love Jesus more than my parents. After all, as a child, I was always wondering and asking about God's power. My idea is that God can do anything He wants. God created the universe, the earth, the sun, the moon, the moon, and the human race. I kept wondering why He did not save Jesus from crucifixion. To solve this simple question, for a moment, I climbed on a ladder and said to God: If He had the power to do whatever He wanted, then when I came down from the gallows He could make me gasp! Otherwise, I would not have believed that He had such great power, for He could not have helped Jesus while He was being crucified. As a bodyguard, I also landed on the ground. The more I wear gloves, the more I think of God, the power of nothing. Surely this is a childish analysis! Some time later, I started going to high school. My parents allowed me to work with an elderly man who was a carpenter, and I still worked with him in many places. Only later did he realize that he was also an asshole.