Thursday, 22 April 2021

Start of my wonderful story

Psalm 139:1-6adriana

You have searched me, Lord,
and You know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
You perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
You are familiar with all my ways.

Before a word is on my tongue
You, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
and You lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.

February 12, 2017,


 check my phone, five to two in the morning. With a sigh I dive back deep under my duvet. I turn on the radio softly, my faithful friend before going to sleep. Outside it is a white world. Even through my curtains, that bright light breaks through.Again I doze off a bit until I wake up again and see on my phone that the time is slowly passing. It's almost four o'clock. I turn my radio off again, maybe I will fall asleep better, because I think getting up now is really too early.

But I no longer fall asleep and eventually decide to get out of bed.
Shall I start on that book that I have been wanting to write for so long?

I go downstairs and make a cup of hot tea, and open my computer and after a long time press the program 'Word' again and start my wonderful story about my life with Jesus. It is now five to six, where do I start? Of course where I grew up, our family. As a girl and youngest of eight children. Four brothers and three sisters, I grew up in a warm and loving family. Father and mother were devoted Christians and raised us in the light of the Bible. Something for which I am grateful to this day.


The family I grew up in

Proverbs 15:33family Adriana van Rossen

The fear of the Lord is the instruction of wisdom, And before honor is humility


y father was visionary and very serious. Looking out on the veranda with him to the open fields behind our house, and the beautiful clouds above, I listened like to his reflections. He praised God for that beauty, and I tried to join that as young as I was.

The safety of standing next to such a father and above that of being allowed a heavenly Father who was only love and grace, as my father told me, and who always saw me, inspired great awe of God. But it also often left me with sad guilt when I was at the end of one day looked up to the sky through my bedroom window, and confessed my mistakes of that day to God.

I loved Jesus and wanted to do anything but hurt Him for bad behavior. With tearful eyes and fervently hoping for His loving forgiveness, I would crawl under the blankets and cried myself to sleep.

The family I grew up in (continue)

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 lementry school, as it was called in my time, was not a pleasant time for me, which I remember. Sitting inside for hours was not for me. Since I was left-handed and had to learn to write with my right hand, I was hit on my hands almost daily. Nevertheless passed all classes. My highest mark was an eight for religion.

I praised the day this school door would close behind me for good.After this I went to the seconddairy school which lasted two years, this seemed to me to be overcome.
There was no mention of further training, apparently I had made it clear that I did not feel like it. I got in touch with a nice girl at that school, and we soon became good friends. In the long run I spent more time at her house than at my own parents. You were considered more of an adult there, and what was also important to me, I was allowed to smoke a cigarette there, yes, that was still quite normal at the time as a fourteen-year-old girl.

The rhythm of the Sunday was better for me there too, because every Sunday we went to church together there, and that was more fun than going alone. I have to explain this. My father went on his moped to the Christian Reformed Church in Charlois where we were a member and my father also had the position of elder. If possible, my mother went on the back of his moped. We then went to the Reformed Church, which was closer to our house. My friend's family was affiliated with the Reformed Church, so I stayed on the right path for a few more years.

After school I had to start earning something, the pocket money I received was not enough and I had to wait until I turned fifteen for an official job, so what now? I was able to work half a day in the household for a dignified lady who ran a clothing store, and soon managed to exploited me.  I soon realized that this was not for me and that I really had to learn something. The evening training of 'Schoevers' provided a solution. I got my typing diploma there and that opened up new possibilities. I was allowed to do some office work with a brother-in-law who had his own business and that is how I earned a little extra.

But when I turned fifteen and was officially allowed to work, I started training as a sales assistant at C & A in Rotterdam Center.
Dealing with new colleagues opened a new world for me!However, this also meant the end of my friendship with my friend from the seconddairy school. She kept me trapped in her world too much. It was time to break out of there!

My Teens

adrianayoungPsalm 37:5
Commit your way to the Lord;
trust in him and he will do this


 esus had become my friend. And although I grew up like most teenagers of my age, I had set limits for myself. Went with girlfriends I go out and entertained me with dances and friends, and stayed fairly often in our local pub, where the jukebox sounded cozy and you are out of sight from father and mother could smoke your cigarette, and yes, in addition to a drink also once drank a beer.

After living like this for a few years, the emptiness started to strike inside. And so one night in the full moonlight I walked home alone, none boy had to take me home. I wanted to talk to God, to Jesus, the one I had only called on in recent years when I was in one again awkward position, and as good as He's always gotten me out of it had saved. I asked Him, Lord Jesus please help me to get out of here.

I would love to have a friend who doesn't curse (which always takes me as a sting in my heart) does not drink, but just as I love You, and where do I come who against? This is what Jesus probably had been waiting for, for this question. And what's so incredible, He was going to answer my prayer! Where will i find such a Friend?

How John came into my life



esus heard my musing and had a plan for a long time, only I didn't know that at the time. Like an incorrigible creature of habit The next evening I sat again in my familiar spot at the bar, and light a cigarette in my hand.

My attention was directed to a beautiful brown hand with white nails next to me on the bar, and made me curious to who sat next to me. . I turned my head and looked into a pair of bright blue eyes in the sunburnt face of a boy who didn't look familiar to me. He smiled at me kindly and I in turn had to be a bit too laugh. I figured he might be from foreign descent. We introduced ourselves and started a conversation. It felt good and we were soon an hour further. It was now dark and I got up to go home. He politely asked me how I was going home and I told him I would take the tram.

He also got off his bar stool and suddenly I realized this the boy who had been recording me in the back of the bar the night before, and now walked me to the tram! a bit awkward and shy we said goodbye. It later turned out that we had both wondered, will we ever see each other again or was this a one chance meeting?

The following week we were inseparable and like old friends every night we sat in the pub questioning each other about everything.
I knew by now that he had a younger brother, his mother had died at a young age and had a second mother. Had learned to be a diesel mechanic and lived in R'dam-Zuid. One evening he suddenly told that he was going to spend the next vacation with friends would go to Turkey. I got a strange feeling in my stomach.

While I thought I would build a beautiful relationship, he was also with completely different things been busy. What was he going to do there? It was the time of anything goes, 'New Age', drugs. It became a different farewell that night. Well a nice trip I said, trying my as nice as possible to him. Thanks! he replied, also somewhat un- easy, I noticed. On the way home I had to hold back my tears and was confused about such emotions. Had I fallen in love?

How John came into my life part 2



he week that followed I had no desire to go to my favorite pub and sat with my oldest sister every night and talked a hundred about that nice guy I met. I always found a listening ear by my sister and she noticed that this guy made a big difference to me made with the other friends I have had.

The following Saturday I went back to our pub, what did I expect actually? Of course I thought about John. Where would he be now and what was he doing partying with his friends? I lit another cigarette.

Suddenly afterwards the door swung open and I heard a voice that seemed familiar to me. I turned my head and saw John enter. The way he looked now I hadn't seen him the week before. He was wearing gray dress pants with a lilac purple shirt that contrasted with his brown face even more, and over ita blue blazer. Smiling at me, he shook out his umbrella outside the door. The rain came pouring down from the sky.

I couldn't contain myself and had to laugh terribly, the nerves of course! The trip with friends to Turkey had seemed nothing to him after all, and actually he hoped to see me again. I had never been out of his mind. He sat next to me on the bar stool and we kissed each other for the first time.

From that day on we were inseparable from each other. And so we started together on the journey of our lives, of which we still had no idea at the time how it would go. But God already knew!

In love, engaged, married and the birth of our twins.



he big question for me remained of course, believe this boy also in God? He still remembered the beautiful Bible stories that used to be told in school, and he was certainly open to it and wanted to know more about it. In time, John was converted. We became engaged on November 7, 1967 and the following year on May 29 we got married in the Reformed Church in IJsselmonde.

We hoped to have children and start a family soon. At the time, married women were not allowed to work and I also had to give up have my job. I was skinny and not very healthy. The years of partying had took their toll, so it didn't work out. After the doctor gave me some pills that made me more stronger and I was pregnant quickly, and what a surprise when it turned out to be twins!

They were born two months early. It were two boys.We gave them the names Richard Franciscus and Edwin Izaak. They weighed 1180 and 1260 grams. It was a shock to see such vulnerable little creatures. Immediately they were taken by incubator to the Sofia Children's Hospital.

I was in the Dijkzicht hospital for 10 days. John visit me and our baby's every day and keep me informed about the situation. After the fourth day he had a very sad message; Edwin did not make it and died. Also for Richard they didn't give us much hope. Together with family and friends we have God begged to keep Richard.

The doctors and nurses fought to keep him alive. Our child also fought himself they told us later. We thanked God who had answered our prayers. After three months of seeing him grow and only allowed to see him a behind a window, he was finally allowed to go home and we could take him for the first time in our arms. How happy we were! 
adriana and richard

Our start in God's Kingdom

Starting family


ecause we were married very young, John twenty and I just eighteen years old, we still belonged to the youth group of our church. Together we had confession and were therefore allowed to baptize our son Richard.

In that year we were asked to open up our house to join others youth to start a Bible group under the direction of an elder of the church. This is how we actually rolled into the work of God's kingdom.

One day when I hung up laundry in the little backyard of our house, my eyes went up involuntarily and the Lord show me something for the first time. I saw half of a large ship towering high above a quay. When I mentioned that to John that evening, we wondered if this might be meant serving the Lord abroad. John had long had a desire to serve the Lord full time to go to work and saw a piece of guidance in this.

Because we lived in a small house, we wanted to after a few years to a bigger house, because I had become pregnant again. In Kreekhuizen-IJsselmonde we were able to move into a beautiful large flat. There too we visited the Reformed Church. It was the little church in which we were also married.

We hoped to join a youth group there, but that was not easy. In the 'Youth Cafe' as it was then called, people preferred to talk about politics than about the Bible. But our hearts went out more to tell others the gospel. And so we fell a bit between shore and ship too grown up to go to the youth cafe, which was intended until the age of twenty-five, but again too young to join an older group. Our hearts were on fire for the Lord, but how and where should we let this burn?

Stories Adriana

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