Miguel Jauregui and experience overwhelming call us to reflect on our position in this world and we carry about life, how can it be your story, the story here is your decide.

“I was happy with my wife and two children, had no debts, had no problems, I am not missing anything and as I was a successful and happy man, had achieved everything by my own effort, my triumphs economicos happy and I did my ego had grown a lot, my sporting achievements came out in newspapers, which jealously treasured.
I was full, nobody would teach me something new, he knew everything was ready for any question, in my view was a wise man and successful ...
However it was like an insect walking into the abyss, and vociferando speaking of things that he did not know actually, at any moment my house built on sand, collapsed. I was accused in a crime he did not commit and hell came to my door.
One by one false evidence against me presented in a flawed trial and arranged beforehand where the main accuser was a person very close to me and I love that even today with all my heart, even though at that time suffered from equizofrenia and was in psychiatric treatment was accepted debastadora his statement, which was a mixture of lies very well armed that came of it but not of a character hidden in the shadows which moved all the threads of this assembly and to gradually build a fictional story that could only be reality in my worst nightmares.
My lawyer had literally been bought by the plaintiffs and did not submit any evidence in my favour even witnesses testifying in my favor and could help in this situation so terrorific.

All money from my checking account esfumó is in the hands of people who were supposed to defend me, and stayed locked economically, my business was literally desbalijado, my young children were abruptly uprooted from my lado.Todo was against me and powerlessness rabies almost made me crazy.
The most bitter truth is that against all logic and a trial was flawed from its inception tried in the most complete impunity to 8 years in prison for a crime he never committed.
When I realized that my life was destroyed and they already had no hope whatsoever, no money, no friends, no family, no one, I realized that I was in the pit of despair and there was no Jesus Christ in esperanza. Knowledge of Christ in the worst moment of my life, he never left me not.
After nearly 8 years of prison they call me “The Preacher” I found faith in the criminal compound. My son fought for years for my release, this book “Panama February 30″ tells the story prior to publicize the faith that today symbolizes my life, it is nonetheless a bitter memory of the errors committed before that getting to know Jesus Christ, is also testimony strong, real and true what my son lived and suffered in Panama.
Hopefully, many people and brothers positively benefit from this overwhelming testimony of life and which serves to reaffirm our unwavering position against the face of our Creator and eternal which not only given us a life without hope against all attacks of this life. ”
Sincerely
MIGUEL JAUREGUI
From Jail in Panama Penonomé
info@injusticiaenpanama.com
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