First Name: Filip 
Middle Name: Stanislaw (eng. Stanley)
Surname: Syrek
Date of Birth: May 05 1980
Nationality: Polish
Place of Residence: Reading, Berkshire, United Kingdom
Education:
1. June 2000 - graduated from Technical School of Printing
in Bydgoszcz, Poland
2. June 2002 - graduated from Full-Time Training in London
- Bible Truth and Church Service School
3. At present - undergraduate, part-time degree course
in English Literature at the University of Reading, UK
Interests:
- enjoying the processed and consummated Triune God
the Son with the Father as the Spirit for the constitution and
building up of the Body of Christ to consummate the New Jerusalem
(questions about that?)
- studying the Bible
- fellowshipping with fellow Christians
- music - singing, song-writing, composing,(guitar, piano)
- Christian apologetics (esp. Triune God)
- travelling (conferences, visiting the churches etc.)
- computing
- science & technology
- history and literature
- languages

I was born into a practicing catholic family in the country where approximately 90% of population declares they adherence to Roman Catholic Church. I was born as a firstborn son out of seven in total brothers and sisters. My father experienced very strong, dynamic salvation and left the catholic church to seek more reality than this place could offer... My mum followed his experience shortly. At age of 4 I was already surrounded with born-again, blood-washed, spirit-regenerated, seeking believers. After some years of zealous and desperate living for Christ my dad became a leader in a free, non-denominational group where I continued to grow up in the blissful, spiritual and family atmosphere...

I was ten, when my dad, the head of a big family and a pastor in our medium size congregation had this awful car accident. It was a great miracle that he lived through it. Nevertheless, the injuries caused him to become invalid for the rest of his life. He spent long months in the hospitals and rehabilitation centres around the country followed immediately after the accident.

Shortly after my dad's accident the congregation sought more and more fellowship with the brothers in the local churches in Europe and US eventually taking fully the way of the Lord's Recovery around '91-'93. For me there was no much difference outwardly. As a child I was taugth the stories from the Bible so I found very easy to stay at the "adults" meetings and listen to the messages with big dose of understanding.

In Summer '93, I attended a 2 week long Christian camp by the lake side. I experienced there a strong salvation accompanied by the outpouring of the Holy Spirit. Not till then I actually and practically invited the Lord to come into me and regenerate me with His life. But that night I just couldn't help but fall into His open arms and receive this wonderful gift. From then on my life's begun. Just like Timothy, from my youth I knew the Scriptures which made me wise unto salvation. This was just a practical step to be taken... A year later I was baptized at the age of 14.

I think it was in '94 when I first attended a conference in the Lord's Recovery. From this time onward I was attending them regularly within the country and abroad - semi-annual conferences, young people Summer camps and Winter conferences, gatherings in London, England and even once a Summer School of Truth also in London. In this time the Lord was touching me concerning my future - I was burdened to go to the training, to be perfected under the ministry of the age, to become useful to the Lord etc. I made a vow to the Lord by the occasion of one of the Young People Camps in Tatra Moutains (by the way - pictures on the front page are from Tatra Mountains in Southern Poland) So, I a vow and continued to live "normal" life of a regular "church kid"...

I started my technical school of printing at the age of 15 - for five solid years I was studying great number of subjects around 30 hours a week. I finished the school in June 2000 with the diploma of print-technician.

I was doing well with the Lord for all these years until... Until I was approximately 18. Around this time I started to drift away and backslide towards more and more worldly things... Eventually I started to live a life of hypocrisy. To my parents and saints in the church I showed one side of me whereas outside of home and the church I was just living oridinary worldly life... I was rebelling against God's arrangements in my life... I was trying to find my place outside of the realm of God's sovereign rule. This caused me to sink even deeper into the dung and the pig's food this world has to offer. I was torn between my worldly, fleshy style of life and the sense of conscience in my regenerated spirit. Eventually I lost control and realized that I'm reaching the point of no-return. And then the sense of absolute helplessness struck my inner being. I realized that this is the coffin. This is the coffin and I am laying right there - the lid is about to be shut... That night I cried out from the deepest part of my being to the God I had forsaken... I cried out in total impotence. I begged Him to rescue me if it is not too late... He heard my voice... I had no realization of it, but He heard it... For next half a year nothing apparently changed - I was still in the world, I was in the whirlwind of preparation to my final exams in school, I had a friend to take care of etc. Nothing changed, I possesed the world and the world as satanic system of usurpation possesed me.

But God is Faithful! He is Faithful! With my whole being I declare to the whole universe - GOD IS FAITHFUL. Even when we fail, He never fails. When we forget our promises He remembers them for us. God worked in a mysterious way behind my back for months before that memorable night. He remembered that I consecrated my life to come to the training when I was 15. I did not keep the word - He did it for me. Later I found out that my dad was all the time in fellowship with the brothers concerning the possibility of my coming to the Full-Time Training after my graduation from school. One day he came and asked if I would like to go to the training if there would be such a possibility - I new right away, this is the one and only chance, life-turning decision - whether I will grasp God's hand for Him to pluck me out from that coffin I was in, or I will never have another opportunity to escape its closing lid. To make a decision was not easy, I struggled for months, I dragged my feet, I was delaying the time when I will be asked by the Lord to lay down the pleasures of this world. This was a real battle - spiritual battle. Satan increased his operation to damage me more and more as if he knew that his time was short...

I couldn't leave my friend. I loved her too much... This was the last barrier. The Lord broke through... Drastically, He allowed some situations to happen to release me so I could come to the training.

Eventually, I came. What a sight it was! After two solid years in the world I was just a wreck. A pathetic imitation of human being. Poor, wretched, blind - my vessel was severly damaged - some sins cause much more cracks than others... I stepped out of the tomb to find myself in the environment almost heavenly. For the first few weeks I was just numb, silent, not knowing what was going on - except that the Lord is preparing something huge for me...

In my first term, I was just there, not knowing why, not knowing what for. But I started to realize my absolute filthiness. Still though when I got back home for a break some of the worldly things came back... My second term, this was a term of the Lord's cleansing me and my constant confession of the past sins and trespasses - I started to return to Him wholeheartedly. My third term I started to experience His immense love to a dirty sinner like me and I think I began to love Him back... Not that much for what He has done for me - out of duty, but now, for who He is in His Person - His beauty attracted me, His face shined through my own, little problems - He was gaining the preeminence in my life step by step. After all, my fourth and final term - I couldn't say otherwise but "Lord, take my whole life. I concecrate myself fully to You. I abandon my future to serve You with what I have gained from You during these two years." There is only one direction, one way, one destination for me to go now - the altar. Not the sense of right or duty but a sight of peerless worth... Captivated by His beauty, constrained by His flowing Love I lay down for Him to consumme me and turn me into ashes... I am not my own... I want to die daily, for Him to live each day through me. I am good for nothing but death and burial. My future is my God.

After two worst years of my life immediatley followed two most glorious years where the Lord has shown me His faithfulness, love and patience. His loving care and sovereignty performed a great, awesome miracle in my life! Now, with all humbleness, I decided to "waste" my life, heart treasures, and my future on Him. Just like Mary, who poured out her love-offering I want to pour out mine on the most precious One, because I love Him...

Lord Jesus, I love You, for all the things You are to me. I love You for all the things You do for me. But most of all I love You for who You are! There is nothing and no one under the Sun that I desire more than You! Most precious One, receive my ointment pure and let me stand behind You, Lord. Your love conquers even me! It is Your love that will not let me go... By Your mercy and through Your grace I am where I am. Thank You, Lord. This is a supreme privilege to be Thine and Thine alone...

I am fully aware that no words can express adequately the rich experiencess and personal, intimate, affectionate fellowship with the Lord. Nevertheless, these experiences are not for me to become a spiritual person in a narrow, exclusive way - they are for the benefit of other members. I hope this web site will serve this very purpose - the building up of the Body of Christ.