Wee Boys From Glasgow Don't Cry (2010) (edit title/settings)

Wee Boys from Glasgow Don’t Cry by Peter Stanway
An autobiographical story of personal transformation
Synopsis
Honest, uplifting, miraculous, extreme, challenging and inspiring, Wee Boys from Glasgow Don’t Cry is a real-life story that is full of hope despite impossible odds. Accounts of miraculous escapes and divine encounters liberally pepper both Peter’s insidious decline, fuelled by drugs and alcohol, into a twilight world of deception and the amazing rescue drama that brings him out of it.
Growing up with a violent, angry, alcoholic father and a pill-popping wreck of a mother, Peter began to seek ways of escaping. Playing rugby for his school released some of his frustrations, long distance running helped some more but hitch-hiking from the age of 14 helped the most. Travelling further and meeting strange strangers broadened his horizons beyond his tender years. He grew up too fast.
His search for new places to go led Peter into experimentation with LSD and other mind altering drugs and his exploration of a variety of religions and philosophy led him progressively on a journey of cerebral escapism. Art School gave him permission to go even deeper into a surreal world of his own making. Justifying his increasingly hedonistic life style in the name of ‘art’ he found himself in a world of self-deception. As a successful photographer for the music tabloids he lived the life of the stars he worked with. When it all caved-in, he did what he did best…he ran away.
In Spain, deceived and deceiving many, he went from bad to worse. Trafficking drugs, working for the Costa Mafia, homeless and addicted, Peter, confused and dazed, was losing his last grip on reality. His world was getting darker, heavier and scarier. On the run with a psychopath’s wife, he unwittingly trapped himself in the unfamiliar surroundings of a little whitewashed village. The DTs terrorised him. Unable to walk, he crawled to a church looking for money. Hallucinating, vomiting and shaking uncontrollably, his whole life was about to change…
In front of the entire congregation, Peter heard God ask him, “What can I do for you?”. With every ounce of strength he had Peter cried out, ‘Everything!’ He dropped to the floor but immediately knew something awesome had happed. As he inhaled it was like breathing pure energy. He rose to his full height completely transformed. He began to laugh, every one around him began to laugh. Joy overwhelmed him, he was a brand-new person. Now the real adventure began….the journey of all journeys.
Learning to ride-the-rapids with the Holy Spirit brought loads of thrills and spills. There were huge highs and lows. God lost no time in knocking Peter into shape. Over 3 years in Rehab, Bible College, pioneering in Scotland, Pastoring in Glasgow… all of these were his training ground. Getting married, having responsibilities, becoming a father and grandfather and being part of a family were all a huge learning curve.
Not coming from a religious background, Peter is one of the most unreligious Christians you could meet. His focus is on relationship, firstly with God but also with everyone he meets. Peter learned to trust God and to trust himself. As he was faithful with little, God gave him more. Today, he heads-up an International Apostolic Ministry that currently reaches 26 countries around the world. As his charity, The Way Christian Ministries, has grown, so too have the frequency and scale of miracles…. from a living in a tiny caravan to owning a 70 room mansion. Surviving a liver transplant, being healed of hepatitis C, a heart attack and internal bleeding….God is making up for lost time…..
You will be swept along in mouth-dropping amazement as you turn the pages of this fast-action, real-life drama. Wee Boys from Glasgow Don’t Cry will leave you breathless but blessed. Be amazed at the great grace and unlimited love of God, the phenomenal power of the Holy Spirit and the aroma of Christ that rises from these pages and transports you into a world where nothing is impossible….