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In February 1974 I stopped working at an office in Stamford, Connecticut, USA. It was a very difficult time for me for many different reasons, so I started to read a small New Testament that I brought from Italy and belonged to my Father when he was a child. I started to read it constantly especially after supper in order that I had nothing else to think about.
Reading about those miracles that Jesus did, about His life and His death my heart was comforted and I thought that if everything was really true it would have been easier to continue to have a life and overcome my state of distress. Curiously I never doubt the existence of my God even since childhood, I knew He existed and He loved me, but that is what I thought in those moments.