At home, I was constantly bullied, belittled and called worthless. I had to do all the household chores, the cooking, laundry and cleaning, while the other children played outside. I resented my family for that.
When my father died in a car accident, I harboured resentment against the person who caused the accident. This bitterness stayed with me for many years. Because my father was the breadwinner in our family, after his death, we often did not have much food to eat. We had next to nothing, not even basic necessities.
Although Gilbert and Edwina come from very different backgrounds, their faith and trust in God brought them together and transformed their lives in ways they never imagined.
I started attending services at the Universal Church with my mother when I was young. After completing my matric, I could not continue my studies at a tertiary institution because we did not have enough money. I applied for jobs, but nothing worked out. Everything in my life felt stuck.
Our family went through a lot of turmoil. The chaos and financial struggles were overwhelming, and as the youngest of seven children, I felt helpless and tried to cling to my mother for support. I vividly remember one night when my father pushed my mother out of the house during an argument.
My parents separated when I was young and I was raised by my father and stepmother. My stepmother ill-treated me and that made me very angry. I did not care about anyone except myself.