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    The Man I Met: How My Life Was Changed Forever
    The Man I Met: How My Life Was Changed Forever
    The Man I Met: How My Life Was Changed Forever
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    The Man I Met: How My Life Was Changed Forever

    By Paulett Coleby

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    We all go through many challenges in life. After all my difficulties, I felt the need to encourage others. This book is to help inspire people to find peace in Christ Jesus. I want others to experience the peace that comes from serving God. Even when it seems to be the most trying time, know that God is always there in the midst. Just always have faith and trust him. He'll definitely see you through. Don't give up and always be encouraged.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherChristian Faith Publishing, Inc.
    Release dateDec 29, 2022
    ISBN9798886852714
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      The Man I Met - Paulett Coleby

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      The Man I Met

      How My Life Was Changed Forever

      Paulett Coleby

      ISBN 979-8-88685-270-7 (paperback)

      ISBN 979-8-88685-271-4 (digital)

      Copyright © 2022 by Paulett Coleby

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods without the prior written permission of the publisher. For permission requests, solicit the publisher via the address below.

      Christian Faith Publishing

      832 Park Avenue

      Meadville, PA 16335

      www.christianfaithpublishing.com

      Printed in the United States of America

      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      About the Author

      Chapter 1

      My name is Paulett Dixon–Coleby. I was born and raised in Riverside District, Hanover, Jamaica.

      At the age of five, I went to Sis Tee Preschool. After I finished preschool, I went to Riverside Primary School. After that, I went to Grange Hill Secondary School and then Seventh-Day Adventist High School. I didn't get to graduate high school because my mom couldn't afford to pay school fees anymore.

      My mother's name was Louise Jones Clarke. She was a single mother, raising eight children. I was the third child. My dad left my mother when she was pregnant with me. At this time my mom had three children with my dad when he left. My mom said she didn't know she was pregnant with me.

      One day I asked my mom where my dad was. She said they had an argument and he tried to hit her. She told him, If you plan to hit me, build your casket first, because she was going to kill him. She went on to tell him, No man puts his hands on me and live. My mom said my dad started to sharpen a cutlass. My uncle came at that time and told him, If you put your hands on my sister, you will be a dead man. So he packed up and left and never looked back. My mom said she would never allow any man to put his hands on her; he was not her father. When my dad left, he never came back, so my mom had to raise us on her own.

      After I was born, my mom had four more children, so I was raised by my stepdad. He would always tell me he was my dad.

      He always treated me the same way he treated his children. He never treated me less. He treated my brothers and sisters with love. He was a great father figure to me. But after my mom found out he was seeing another woman, they broke up. He had a lot of children with that woman.

      As a child growing up, I always wanted to know who my father was. My brothers and I always felt empty. We had never seen our dad before. Life wasn't the way it should be for us.

      My mother was a dressmaker. She would sew our school uniforms and some of our yard clothes.

      My mom was also a farmer. She would get up early in the morning to go to her farm. My oldest brother would comb our hair and get us ready for school. He would fix our breakfast and make sure we ate before going off to school.

      Sometimes my mother would take us with her to help her on the farm. I never liked the farm, but I would go anyway just to help my mom. All my mother's life she would just work. One thing I can say about my mom is she would never let us go to bed hungry. Our house always had food and was always clean. If we went to bed and didn't clean the kitchen, when my mom got home, she would wake us up to clean it. Everything had to be clean. She always said cleanliness is next to godliness. We knew what made her happy, so we would always make sure the house was cleaned before she got home from work.

      Last but not least, my brothers had to keep the yard clean. She said the outside determines how the inside looks. If the outside is dirty, the inside is also dirty. So we had to sweep the yard and groom the plants.

      I always heard my mother praying. She would always ask God to keep her alive so she could see her children pass the worst stage. She didn't want to die and leave us young. She wanted us to be able to take care of ourselves.

      Growing up as I child, I would visit the kingdom hall with my grandmother. My mom would rarely visit because she was always working. My grandmother was such a great example to me. I used to say, When I grow up, I want to be just like my grandmother. She loved everyone she met. Her love was unconditional. My grandmother was so humble and kind. I never heard her curse or swear. Everyone respected her. My grandmother left a path all her children and grandchildren could follow. She was always praying. She was a devoted woman of God. Sometimes I recall my grandmother cooking. She would always bring enough food to feed my mom, my sisters, my brothers, and me.

      My grandmother was married, but her husband was not our grandfather. However, my mom depended on him financially. He would always make sure we got what we needed for school. They would go to the kingdom hall together. They would go from house to house to preach. My siblings and I looked up to them.

      My mother's stepfather would try to molest me. He would tell me if I didn't let him touch me, he would not give my mother the money to buy my uniform and shoes for school. When my mother left the house, he would stop by to tell me he just needed to place his hands on me. I would run outside if I was inside the house, since we lived near the road and a lot of people would pass by. I would stay outside.

      I was only a little girl in primary school. I remember it started when I was in fourth grade. I can't remember what exactly happened, but I remember one day I was cleaning the house and he came

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