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2. Longer bio
Note: This is only a partial
Christian biography simply with
the purpose of self-introduction.
- Short bio
You asked for my bio.
Very kind of you.
This is only a part of my Christian bio… but there is more to it and there is more to my life in general, obviously.
Sorry if it is a tad longer than wanted, so, do take your time for this one.
But before you begin, for those who are reading this because of my new YouTube channel called “7 minutes from Heaven”, (under construction as of March 2021) I want to save you time with the following information, that way, you won’t need to read the entire bio.
I am French Canadian, in fact, my parents were exclusively Canadian-French (never spoke English).
I learned English… – well, I don’t remember when I learned English. I was too young. You see, in Canada, some cities are bilingual (English and French). I was born and raised in one of those cities so I learned English as a toddler.
I am married and in love with the same woman and have been since we were both 17 years old. That was 52 years ago.
We have 4 children and 4 grandchildren. 2 boys and 2 girls in both cases.
In my Youtube channel “7 minutes from Heaven”, or it may only be called “Ok Christ” – the jury is still out on that one – I intend to talk to you about Christian Philosophy as I understand it and I want to tell you why I think I am qualified to do so and why my understanding is in harmony with the Canon of Scripture. Otherwise, we are all wasting our time.
So know this. I have been a student of the Bible for 49 years (2021). I am what some would call “self-learned” (autodidact), (self-learning without a Teacher).
Wait a minute… I did have a Teacher… the Holy Spirit…
I did go to St-Paul’s University to study Koine Greek for a short time. I dabbled also in the Hebrew language… but I am not a linguist. Nevertheless, I love to study with a Hebrew or Greek translation.
I did read and studied many books by eminent Christians, Historians, Archeologists and BIBLIOLOGISTS including the Fathers of the Church and many other great Philosophers and solid Bible Teachers. I actually still do study almost daily. It’s a passion.
I was converted to Christ simply by reading the New Testament when I was 21 years old during my college years.
I am not a religious person, but I am, as explained, a self-thought BIBLIOLOGIST (the study of the theological doctrine and mainly the study of the Bible). But don’t get me wrong, I love all my brothers and sisters in Christ even if I am not a “religious” person. I am simply a “Christian”.
OK, that was for the readers of my new upcoming (Lord willing) YouTube channel.
For anyone else, if you want more details of my Christian life, read on.
2. Longer bio
My name is Philippe Paquette and I live in Canada.
My wife and I are both retired (4 grandchildren).
CONVERSION TO CHRIST:
I came to the Lord simply by reading the New Testament when I was 21 years old. I was in my third year of college. I was not “seeking” Christ, I was simply trying to prove a point to my brother and help my mother.
Trying to prove that my brother James was wrong in saying to my widowed mother that she was not allowed to re-marry per the teachings of Jesus. I instinctively did not believe that so I decided to read the NT to prove him wrong.
I am ashamed to admit today that I stole a small New Testament from the Bible House in Ottawa. I was a student and I was broke and frankly, why would I pay for something that I did not believe in. All I wanted to do is prove a point. (Sorry Lord).
Well, that “little book” would eventually completely transform me by reading the words of the Lord.
I was only in the first book (Matthew) when I was profoundly touched by Christ. To be frank with you, it was difficult, very difficult.
I had an inner battle that I would consider “violent” at the very least and that lasted for weeks on end. I did not want HIM… too demanding… I loved my life the way it was, why change anything.
Often, I would literally throw my little blue New Testament with all my might on the walls and simply weep like a child. I felt as if HE was calling me… and I did not want that AT ALL.
That “fight” lasted for a long time… but every time I would get back in my bedroom (I was living in a Commune at the time and was a student at College), I would get back to my tiny room (the smallest in the Commune) and there it was. That horrid little blue book on the floor, waiting for me. That horrible little book of power. It was beyond me. It was stronger than I. It makes no sense, I know… but trust me, Jesus is wonderfully weird 😉
I had to pick it up (NT) and read more lines, more verses and felt completely overwhelmed by the Love of the One I wanted to reject… and the battle continued, throw that damn book away again… and fall asleep crying.
But by the time I got to the 4th book, John, the following words put a rather sudden “pause” to my battle… My life stopped on a dime. I was “taken prisoner” by Christ instantly. The words were: “I am the way, the truth and the Life”… Now that was too powerful!
I said to myself: “This guy is either a lunatic or He is actually who He says what He is”… and deep inside, I know that someone with such a message cannot be a crazy man, beautifully and mysteriously weird, maybe, but not a crazy dude… so I only had one logical conclusion left.
I knelt beside my bed, crying (again) and told Him: “Take me. I want to serve you until my very last breath”. Remember, I was 21 years old at the time. I am now 70 years old and I have never regretted one single second of becoming a Christian. On the contrary, my life has been full of blessings since that day. Some days were very difficult, but I had a wonderful new found friend by my soul.
I left college (2 months before graduation) – mistake – because I felt a calling of distributing tracts on the street and preaching. I had to give my entire life to HIM. But my love and zeal for Jesus exceeded my lack of wisdom. He was simply too beautiful to me. He was to become the center of the rest of my life.
My family by now rejected me because I told them that I was now a Christian and no longer religious. So, my mother asked me to get out. “I was no longer her son” but I did tell her that she could remarry according to the New Testament. I explained to her that celebecy is a gift frorm God and if it was no hers, then she could marry the man she loved.
I left penniless…
Where will I sleep?
A good thing was that this was now summer so park benches were just fine with me. The problem was food… or more specifically the lack of it.
So, I ended up at the Mission for Men in Ottawa and never expected that they only offered a bed in a room of 50 stinking other men with dogs running around all night. So ask me if I slept that night… that was a horrid first night. And they didn’t serve food!!!
The following day, tired, hungry, broken, I simply walked and walked and walked the streets in Ottawa during the entire day until sunset.
But something happened that was about to change my life.
In High school, I was very attracted to the most beautiful girl in the entire school. All the guys were trying to hook up with her… but she liked me. Well, since our path had been different, I had not seen her for some time… until that day. As I was walking with tears in my eyes and an empty stomach, I looked up and right before me, there she was. Corner of Rideau and Cumberland.
She took me in, gave me a bed and food. So, we lived together and she became my girlfriend at that time and she became a Christian through our evening readings. We also decided to stop sharing the same bed until we would get married. (We have been together for close to 54 years (in 2021) and married for 47 years… and I am more in love with her today than ever).
We had our own meetings and I would invite some of my friends from College. One by one, they came. At one point, one of my past fellow students and friend shared my conversion to “Christ” to the entire Class of Philosophy and asked the Professor if he could invite me to class to explain my experience. The teacher thought it might be an interesting “philosophical experience” so he agreed to give me the full 90 minutes of the class at College. I did accept to share my experience with Jesus to the class (hesitantly, trembling factually), being so young in the faith and simply “scared deeply” but I prayed for guidance.
In fact, I remember taking the bus and debarking many stops before the college to give me time to think and pray as I was walking towards the large building. I remember telling the Lord: “Lord, I can’t do this” … tears again but I think I heard in my heart, “Philippe, you don’t do this, let me do It though you” and suddenly my courage returned.
Bible in hand, I addressed my fellow students for 1.5 hours. I could respond to each of the many questions they posed, surprisingly. Many of them became Believers in Christ during that class and almost the entire class joined our meetings. At one point, we were so many in our apartment with dogs running around as we shared the word… so many that I was afraid that the floor would collapse. You see, before the meetings, we would go on the streets and invite everyone, including vagabonds and all.
As time went by, I hired an architect to draw plans for a building. The brothers and I started to build that church (physically). We had many excellent skill workers, all licensed and professionals. Then more (all in French and in Québec) gifts ($) started rolling in… in the millions and we purchased a store in the heart of Ottawa and started our first Christian Bookstore in the Byward Market in the very heart of Ottawa (see 45 William Street below) – a few feet from the Parliament Buildings (and that became a chain of Christian bookstores in Quebec).
I founded a Charitable Organization called “The Christian Messenger”, took on the position of Director-General, founded and published a French a Christian magazine called “L’Étoile du Matin” (The Morning Star), and in a short time, it was distributed in over 25 Francophone Countries around the world.
We were simply a non-denominational Christian Group. Hundreds were converted. I remember preaching in the cities around with other Christian brothers. We were all young men…but many of us would get up at 5 in the morning to study the Bible before work for some and school for others… and then, something happened.
“Missionaries” (so-called) from some European Countries had heard of the work in Québec and they simply came and moved and their influence “de-naturalized” the French Canadians in attempting to make us into something that we were not. We were compelled to act as they did in their original countries with devastating effects!
If there is no freedom of the Holy Spirit, all you have left is man-made and ineffective religion. Sad, very sad and profoundly humiliating. In the end, I blame myself. I did ask them to return back to their respective countries in love and respect but they refused.
We still love these Christians but we regret their influence that I question, sadly. Since then, most French Canadians left and now, the entire movement has dispersed and little is left from our work.
How profoundly sad.
CURRENT MINISTRY: (*)
Today, I occasionally meet with some of those who left our non-denominational Christian Church. All the others (by the hundreds) are either isolated Christians or have joined solid Churches like the Metropolitan Church and other Denominations… but our original movement is almost dead with all that European religious influence.
I also attempt to support 4 young non-denominational Churches in persecuted places in the world.
One is in Pakistan and 3 are in India. These Christians live close to the extremist Islamist. Two years ago, ISIS entered the neighbouring village only 7 miles from the supported Church and ISIS killed (decapitated) Christian Fathers, Mothers, and all their children and destroyed 200 houses, killing all the Christians in that other village. The same group also entered another village, kidnaped all the Christian children between 4 years old to 14 years old, invited all the Arabs in the village to come at the local open arena and once all the bleachers were full, at the cheers of all the onlookers, decapitated all the children. There were many dozens of young martyrs. For these murderers, it is a show resembling our Hockey game.
These other Christians that I attempt to help are in a Pakistani Province where Islam is generally extreme and Christians can only have one job: “Cleaners”. The men, paid $3 per day, clean the streets, public washrooms and pick up the garbage. They are not allowed to work in any other capacity and the Governor of that area announced that no Arab can be a “Cleaner”, only Christians. Christian mothers ($2 an hour) are “cleaners” in the houses of Arabs. They leave their villages early in the morning, work all day in the Arab houses and when the Father arrives at night often rapes the Christian women and late at night, returns, walking back to her village. Christians are compelled to work 7 days a week. Everyone knows about the regular rapes but no one can do anything about it since the authorities do not recognize Christians as citizens, even if these are all born Pakistanis and all the families need their wives $2 pay. I attempted to help to get funds so that the woman can work in their own village making dresses and carpets. We needed $25,000 to set up the equipment (industrial sewing machines) – since they already have the building to do so. The men would go into the markets and sell their products. This would allow these Christians to keep their women protected with a secure environment and staying within the village but I thus far failed to find them the needed money for the equipment.
Three Churches in India (the poorest Province of India). I help – with my very limited means – a Pastor (evangelical, non-denominational). In that Province, Christians are not allowed to hold any jobs at all. They are extremely poor and no one can even buy shoes. Even the Pastor has no shoes, yet his 3 Churches are approximately 10 km from each other. One of the 3 churches only has Leprous Christians. Did you know that $20 Canadian can feed a family of 4 for a month or provide the medication and bandages and food for Lepers for 5 months?
I also owned many G+ Christian Communities. Sadly, Google shut down G+ and I feel a deep loss. I had over 40 thousand members and 1.3 million readers. I no longer have any contact with them anymore. What a horrible loss. Miss you guys.
I also own a Christian website: https://okchrist.com/
My Beach house and cottages rental website:
(*) Currently, YouTube channel, under construction: “7 minutes from Heaven”. En français, “7 minutes du ciel”. Name could change. Under construction.
Hope I did not bore you.
Love you all in HIM.
Analysis as per Jan 2017:
Analysis as per Nov 2017:
I have no clue and I don’t care.
Hey, wish me a happy birthday in November 2020. I shall be 70 years old. /:-)
Update: I am 70 years old and profoundly humbled by Christ. But as Paul the Apostle wrote, we have bodies of “humiliation”.
That’s ok. Glory awaits 😉
(still attempting to be more than a Christian… a Disciple… we’ll see…).