{"id":8412,"date":"2022-06-08T12:12:54","date_gmt":"2022-06-08T10:12:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/apostolowiemilosci.pl\/?p=8412"},"modified":"2022-06-08T12:12:54","modified_gmt":"2022-06-08T10:12:54","slug":"jesus-on-the-street-44-hip-hop-after-coming-out-of-therapy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/apostolowiemilosci.pl\/?p=8412","title":{"rendered":"JESUS on the street # 44 \/ Hip hop after coming out of therapy"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">&nbsp;I wrote a song said a man who got into my car and together we drove from one town to another to the train station to go to the south of Poland to start a new life, according to what Jesus said &#8211; he would get on the train with a book of poetry with no money, he would have an apartment and a job there. It was a strange word, but we stuck to it.&nbsp; A man stands next to me and says<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">&#8211; Yesterday this song premiered in the addiction therapy department<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">&#8211; Sing it to me, sing it to me.<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">&#8211; Well &#8211; he says &#8211; I wrote it by myself, not kidding.<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">&#8211; Come on, sing it.<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">The man opens the lyrics and starts singing.<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">&#8211; I remember my childhood, in which I experienced violence, misery in a family where there was always alcohol. I won&#8217;t forget the tears of my mother protecting us from the evil demon, that&#8217;s what she called my father, who was supposed to be a role model for me. Because of him I grew up in pain and suffering and fear, my home was supposed to be an asylum, but it turned out to be a regular hell. My first escapes, my first alcohol, the older friends I met. I&#8217;m writing this without any pretence and that&#8217;s when I fell in love with hip hop. This music is created by people who are marginalized by the society, concrete blocks of flats were like clouds for me, I grew up and grew up there, and with these beats I instilled people and then I thought, I went to the therapy, there I learned the mechanisms of alcohol disease during the classes with the therapist, from the initial group to the third one I got. I met cool people there, I read sincere works. There were works that made me cry like a vinyl record. It was great from the depths of my soul, not like a bullet flying from a Katyusha. But I will say this &#8211; truth hurts, just like leaving a friend in misery, this is where I end this beat , let&#8217;s persevere in sobriety.<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">People are passing by, you can see trains, a locomotive, and in a moment he too will get on a train and start a new journey.&nbsp; We know each other to this day and I know that it was a very turning point in his life, the Lord God performed great miracles.&nbsp; It was an amazing moment when he stood at the train station and sang this song. May JESUS be glorified in him and in this song and in those who will listen to it. For JESUS lives and works and delivers us from the worst addictions and dependencies, from homelessness and from lack of love, from places where we do not know Him, He brings us to Light.&nbsp; Hallelujah!<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Testimony by Ania Wyrzykowska, 03.03.2020<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Translation by Pawe\u0142 Zawal<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<div class='embed-container'><iframe title=\"JEZUS na ulicy #44 I Hip Hop po wyj\u015bciu z terapii na dworcu PKP. Z JEZUSEM w nowe I #\u015bwiadectwo\" width=\"1920\" height=\"1080\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Ng_t23nIkok?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/div>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">JEZUS na ulicy # 44 \/ Hip hop po wyj\u015bciu z terapii<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;Napisa\u0142em piosenk\u0119 powiedzia\u0142 m\u0119\u017cczyzna, kt\u00f3ry wsiad\u0142 do mojego samochodu i razem z jednej miejscowo\u015bci do drugiej jechali\u015bmy na dworzec PKP na poci\u0105g, aby na po\u0142udnie Polski jecha\u0142 zacz\u0105\u0107 nowe \u017cycie, wed\u0142ug tego, co m\u00f3wi\u0142 Jezus &#8211; wsi\u0105dzie do poci\u0105gu z tomikiem poezji bez pieni\u0119dzy, b\u0119dzie tam mia\u0142 mieszkanie i prac\u0119. By\u0142o to dziwne s\u0142owo, ale jego si\u0119 trzymali\u015bmy.&nbsp; M\u0119\u017cczyzna stoi ko\u0142o mnie i m\u00f3wi<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; Wczoraj ta piosenka mia\u0142a swoj\u0105 premier\u0119 na oddziale terapii uzale\u017cnie\u0144<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; Za\u015bpiewaj mi j\u0105, za\u015bpiewaj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; No on m\u00f3wi, napisa\u0142em bez \u015bciemy<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; No to \u015bpiewaj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">M\u0119\u017cczyzna otwiera tekst i zaczyna \u015bpiewa\u0107.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8211; Pami\u0119tam moje dzieci\u0144stwo, w kt\u00f3rym do\u015bwiadczy\u0142em przemocy, nieszcz\u0119\u015bcia w rodzinie, w kt\u00f3rej od zawsze by\u0142 alkohol. Nie zapomn\u0119 \u0142ez mamy chroni\u0105cej nas przed z\u0142ym demonem tak nazywa\u0142a mojego ojca, kt\u00f3ry mia\u0142 by\u0107 dla mnie wzorem. Przez niego dorasta\u0142em w b\u00f3lu i cierpieniu i l\u0119ku, m\u00f3j dom mia\u0142 by\u0107 azylem, lecz okaza\u0142 si\u0119 zwyk\u0142ym piek\u0142em. Pierwsze ucieczki, pierwszy alkohol, poznani starsi koledzy. Pisz\u0119 to bez \u015bciemy i to wtedy zakocha\u0142em si\u0119 w hip hopie T\u0119 muzyk\u0119 tworz\u0105 ludzie, kt\u00f3rzy s\u0105 przez spo\u0142ecze\u0144stwo na margines wyrzucani, betonowe bloki by\u0142y dla mnie jak ob\u0142oki, Tam dorasta\u0142em i si\u0119 wychowa\u0142em i tymi bitami ludzi zaszczepia\u0142em i wtedy pomy\u015bla\u0142em na terapi\u0119 si\u0119 uda\u0142em, tam mechanizmy choroby alkoholowej na zaj\u0119ciach z terapeut\u0105 pozna\u0142em, z grupy wst\u0119pnej do trzeciej si\u0119 dosta\u0142em Tam spoko ludzi mia\u0142em szczere prace czyta\u0142em. By\u0142y takie prace, \u017ce \u0142za kr\u0119ci\u0142a si\u0119 jak p\u0142yta z winyli to by\u0142o wielkie z g\u0142\u0119bi duszy a nie jak pocisk lec\u0105cy z katiuszy. Ale powiem, \u017ce ta prawda boli, tak jak zostawi\u0107 koleg\u0119 w niedoli, na tym ko\u0144cz\u0119 tego bita , wytrwajmy w trze\u017awo\u015bci.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ludzie przechodz\u0105 obok, wida\u0107 poci\u0105gi, lokomotyw\u0119, za chwil\u0119 i on wsi\u0105dzie w poci\u0105g i ruszy w now\u0105 drog\u0119.&nbsp; Znamy si\u0119 do dzisiaj i wiem, \u017ce to by\u0142 bardzo prze\u0142omowy punkt w jego \u017cyciu Pan B\u00f3g dokona\u0142 wielkich cud\u00f3w.&nbsp; To by\u0142 niezwyk\u0142y moment, kiedy sta\u0142 na dworcu i \u015bpiewa\u0142 t\u0119 piosenk\u0119. Niech JEZUS b\u0119dzie uwielbiony w nim i w tej piosence, i w tych, co b\u0119d\u0105 s\u0142ucha\u0107 jej. 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