Former Red Belt 2nd Stripe Tae Kwon Do Practitioner
Ever since I can remember I was always the fat kid. When I was small I always put up with bullying because I cared so much about what people thought of me and I wanted so much to be liked, but the teasing and harassing took its toll. When I was in year 6 a guy pushed me over the limit with his taunting and something inside me snapped. I fought back. I bashed this poor kid so hard and I had so much anger that once I had made him fall to the ground I then continued to jump on his arm until it was broken in three places. Later I felt remorse but at the same time I had found a new power, a new way to live, that made me the boss. Since that day in school everybody was careful what they said to me and I was the guy that everybody asked to beat up the kid that was bothering them. This was the beginning of my anger and quench for power.
I grew up over the years, I had a few more big fights in high school where I got more of a reputation but I was no longer the fat kid, which I loved. Once I had this reputation I was no longer picked on, and soon I was able to get by with reputation alone.
I had been a Sunday school kid all my life as my parents went to church, and in year 10 I made my own decision about being a Christian, and decided I wanted Christ as my savior. Things changed and I matured, with my values changing but I still had a thirst for a feeling of power and dominance. I had a friend in high school that studied Karate. I used to go around to his house and train with him, he would teach me the handling of weapons and how to do critical damage to a foe. At this time I didn’t think about started martial art but I constantly thought about how I would deal with a would be attacker.
It was not until about year 12 when I had another friend who had been doing martial arts that I started thinking that this is something I needed to do. In my first year of Uni I started going along with him to a club that was running classes in a Uni hall. When I first started practicing my teacher said to me, "Have you done Martial Arts before?" but I answered "No?" and he continued to tell me about my natural ability and how he saw such great potential in me and my friend.
My friend and I stopped going for a short period as time seemed to not permit, but a driving force in each of us prompted us to start again, but this time at the head office, which was fully decked out with all the latest gear. We practiced for about 4 years after this and progressed well, our skills improving and Taekwondo becoming a bigger part in our lives. I constantly tried to get other friends involved so that I could justify my own involvement. We went in competitions and constantly thought and talked about our skills and what we could do to possible foes. We walked around with a lifeless confidence and were always ready to fight if someone looked at us wrong. I also had a Christian friend who practiced Kung Fu and we also built each other up talking about Martial arts and fighting.
It was not until we were both close to getting our Black Belts that we started to find out about the true meanings of Taekwondo. My friend started to look up history of Taekwondo as we seeked what was behind Taekwondo and what God wanted us to do. We found many different opinions and started to develop our own thoughts. My friend then came to me one day and said he had decided to give up Taekwondo because he believed God was calling him to stop and renounce it. I still was not feeling this call and didn’t know what to do as I still had this great pulling towards training and getting better. Violent thoughts still filled my mind but I was always afraid of what someone could do to me when I was not ready. At this same time another friend of mine was beginning to develop in the deliverance ministry and I started to learn much about the spiritual realm and how real it was. I started to have physical problems but thought nothing of them. One thing he said to me was that when he first met me years ago he was very intimidated by me, but this aura was unintentional, as he is one of my closest friends.
I started to look into the history of Taekwondo, and learned enough to be convinced that this was a demonic ritual. The patterns are draws to evil sprits, and are a form of meditation and praise to these demonic powers. Did you know that as a practitioner of Martial Arts you have a spiritual guide better known as a demon that follows you and influences you? When I started to learn about the eastern religions that were behind Taekwondo I also started experiencing violent dreams, which depicted me in fights where I was the powerful victor or the pitiful looser that could do nothing to prevent being killed. This is when I decided to leave Taekwondo and renounce all that I had done and ask for forgiveness for my actions. As an act of commandment to God, to demonstrate I have been delivered from the chains of Martial Art I burnt all I had to do with Taekwondo, the uniforms, belts awards and books.
I hope that by me telling my story that you may be able to relate to me and I pray that you will learn the truth and that you will be delivered from the bondage’s of Martial Art. If you want to talk to me or ask me any questions, email the creator of this web page and he will forward on the messages to me and I hope I can help in some way.
